He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 43

Sebastian glanced down at her grip. For some inexplicable reason, a sudden wave of irritation washed over him.

Perhaps Helena's loss of control had affected him more than he realized.

"What happened to your face?" Janetta gasped, finally noticing. "Did she hit you? Does it hurt?"

She stood up anxiously, reaching out to examine the red mark on his cheek.

But before her fingertips could brush his skin, he firmly caught her wrist and pulled her hand away.

"It's nothing. I'll have someone drive you home," he said flatly.

Janetta's hand dropped. For a brief second, she froze.

Yet, she maintained her compliant facade. "Okay."

She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "Seb, I shouldn't have shown up unannounced today. If I hadn't come, none of this would have happened. I'm so sorry."

Tears pooled in her eyes as she let out a soft sigh. "It really isn't easy for Lena. Please don't hold this against her. Let it go. I'm sure she didn't mean to. Hasn't she already brought up divorce? Why don't you just..."

"Enough. Don't bring her up," he cut her off sharply.

"I'm sorry..." Janetta flinched, genuinely startled by his tone.

"My apologies. That came out harsher than intended," he quickly corrected himself.

However, he made no move to invite her to stay any longer.

He knew exactly what her endgame was—she wanted him divorced.

In truth, ending the marriage seemed like the logical next step for him too.

But now that Helena was the one demanding it, he suddenly found himself digging his heels in.

He felt as though she had stripped him of his control over the situation.

Yes, that had to be it. That was why he had misdirected his frustration onto Janetta.

"It's okay. I know you've been under a lot of stress lately. Don't bother seeing me out; I'll just take the driver. Make sure you drink the soup I brought you," she said, ever the picture of an understanding partner.

"I will," he nodded.

Janetta slowly rose to her feet.

He didn't try to stop her, simply allowing the driver to escort her back to her place.

Wandering into the kitchen, he found the warmed bowl of soup waiting on the counter. He took a sip.

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