He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 347

The next morning, Helena was jolted awake by the buzzing of a phone.

When she opened her eyes, she remembered she didn't have her phone—it was his.

That was when the memory hit her: he hadn't left last night.

They had slept in the same bed.

She instinctively glanced toward the sound.

It was a call from Janetta.

She was used to it.

Used to Janetta demanding his attention whenever and wherever she pleased.

And he always responded to her without a second of hesitation.

But right now, he didn't seem to have any intention of answering.

In the past, her mind would have spiraled into a million different scenarios.

But today, she was calmer than she had ever been.

She didn't even care.

She rolled over, preparing to get out of bed.

The baby in her belly demanded three square meals a day without fail.

And right on schedule.

She didn't want the little one to feel uncomfortable.

But just as she was about to slip off the mattress...

He suddenly yanked her right into his arms.

She stared at him in shock, completely paralyzed for a moment.

His face was relaxed, carrying the lazy, heavy lethargy of a man just waking up.

They were pressed so tightly together.

So tight that she could instantly feel his morning reaction against her.

Right in her line of sight was his throat.

His Adam's apple bobbed lazily as he swallowed.

And then she watched him answer Janetta's call.

But his arms stayed locked around her.

Her panic began to spike.

His hand rested heavily on her swollen belly.

Early in the morning, the baby was always active.

It was practically interacting with him.

Because of how active the baby was, she couldn't move an inch.

It felt like she was chained to him.

He glanced down, and seeing her stay still, the knot between his brows finally smoothed out.

Janetta's quiet sobs drifted from the phone.

He suddenly crashed his lips down onto hers.

She was forced into a deep, consuming kiss.

She couldn't decipher what the hell was going through his head.

She wanted to fight him off.

But because of the baby, she was physically powerless against him.

Janetta's voice drifted through the speaker. "Sebastian..."

"Mhm," he responded, his voice thick and muffled against Helena's mouth.

She finally managed to tear herself away, gasping for air.

"Stop overthinking. The doctor said it's fine, so it's fine. I'll come see you after my meeting today," he said casually.

"Okay," Janetta replied sweetly.

Helena seized the opportunity to bolt.

She had already managed to scramble to the edge of the bed.

But in the very next second, his hand shot out and seized her wrist.

She lost her balance and collapsed right back onto his chest.

She couldn't stop the small yelp that slipped from her lips.

His fingers were planted dangerously close to her chest.

Operating purely on instinct, she clamped her teeth down hard on his finger to bite back any other sounds.