He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 268

Sebastian's face turned icy. "Are you trying to tell me how to do my job?"

Arthur flinched and quickly shook his head. "No, sir. I wouldn't dare. But she's pregnant, and the storm is picking up. I'm terrified something awful will happen. I've tried to talk her into leaving multiple times, but she won't budge."

Janetta's newfound stubbornness had completely derailed Arthur's expectations. Things were spiraling out of control, and if tragedy struck, the staff would be the ones facing the backlash.

Sebastian's eyes darkened. He slowly turned his gaze toward the window overlooking the gardens. From his vantage point, Janetta couldn't see him, but he had a clear view of her huddled inside the gazebo. The structure was purely ornamental, offering zero protection from the elements. She was completely drenched, her arms wrapped around herself to ward off the freezing chill. He couldn't see her face, but he didn't need to. He knew exactly what she looked like—pitiful, devastatingly beautiful, and heartbroken. It was a look that usually brought him to his knees.

But this time, he knew it was a psychological war. If he gave in now, she would only push the boundaries further next time. He didn't have the time or the patience to keep playing this exhausting game of tug-of-war. His expression hardened into a merciless mask.

"If she likes standing so much, let her stand. When she's had enough, she'll leave," he ordered coldly, turning on his heel and heading straight for the master bedroom.

Arthur stood frozen in the hallway, letting out a heavy sigh before rushing downstairs. "Keep an eye on Ms. Ramirez," he instructed the maids. "If anything happens, get her to the hospital immediately."

Grabbing a large umbrella, Arthur hurried out into the storm. Janetta's eyes lit up the second she saw him.

Upstairs, Sebastian had paused on the staircase to watch the exchange. A complex emotion flickered in his dark eyes. He brutally crushed the urge to go down there, forcing his features into a mask of indifference as he returned to his room.

He pushed open the door to the master bedroom. The soft click woke Helena from her light slumber. She glanced at the door, genuinely surprised to see him. He had changed into a fresh set of clothes and smelled faintly of expensive body wash. There was no trace of the freezing rain on him. He hadn't gone outside.

He walked over to her side of the bed, staring down at her. "Did you think I went to her?" he asked bluntly.