He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 312

Gripping the heavy shears for so long caused the skin between Helena's thumb and index finger to turn red and stiff.

Her fingertips began to tremble slightly.

Her speed was slowing down, not speeding up.

"Are you doing this on purpose, Helena?" Sebastian's voice suddenly rang out, dangerously close.

Startled, Helena instinctively looked up toward the sound.

She hadn't even realized he had stepped right up beside her.

Before she could react, his large, warm hand completely enveloped hers over the handles of the shears.

"You're too slow. You're wasting my time," Sebastian said, his voice dropping to a menacing octave.

His jaw was clenched tight, every word painfully articulate.

In the next second, he seized total control.

Keeping his hand firmly over hers, he forced her to violently hack through the remaining keepsakes at a brutal pace.

Helena couldn't keep up with his aggressive rhythm.

The delicate skin of her palm tore open.

Blood beaded to the surface.

The sharp sting of pain hit her instantly.

Combined with his overwhelming proximity, Helena's first instinct was to struggle.

She didn't want this.

But more than that, she felt a profound repulsion.

A deep aversion to Sebastian.

Or rather, a desperate rebellion against the twisted state of their reality.

"Stop, let me go. I can do it myself," she gritted out, her brows pulling together.

Sebastian merely offered a dark sneer.

He didn't release her, continuing the ruthless slashing motion.

The wound on her hand tore wider, sending a sharper jolt of agony up her arm.

Fueled by the pain and his suffocating dominance, Helena fought back harder.

"Let me go! Get off me!" she yelled, twisting her body to break free.

But she was trapped in the small space against his chest, completely immobilized.

As she writhed against him, Sebastian's expression darkened even further.

Her obvious disgust brought his simmering irritation to a boiling point.

"Keep moving, I dare you!" he warned, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

Oblivious to his shifting mood, she yelled right back at him. "Let me go! Go find Janetta! We have nothing to do with each other anymore!"

"Nothing to do with each other?" Sebastian scoffed. "Don't forget, the divorce papers aren't finalized. You are still my wife."

His tone was laced with raw jealousy.

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