He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 468

The vibrant, radiant girl from his memories had been reduced to a hollow shell of her former self.

She had traded all her fire and passion for a marriage that left her utterly broken.

Now, even if she was finally free...

She could no longer find the girl she used to be.

Julian felt a sudden pang of regret, hating himself for ever letting her go back then.

He wondered if things would have ended up differently if he had just fought for her.

But matters of the heart were like staring into an endless abyss.

Once you fell in, there was no crawling out.

Ultimately, Julian remained silent.

He simply lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

He held her close, refusing to let go for even a second.

It took a long time, but Helena slowly relaxed in his embrace.

The war zone on Twitter seemed to have quieted down, but the undercurrents of the scandal were still fiercely churning.

...

Over the next week, Julian dragged Helena with him practically everywhere he went.

Whether he was meeting clients or running errands, she was glued to his side.

However, Julian outright refused to let a single reporter anywhere near her.

The Press had witnessed his unhinged public takedowns firsthand, so they clearly didn't dare test his patience.

They were terrified he'd verbally rip them to shreds in front of the world.

Because of this, Helena managed to avoid any altercations with the paparazzi.

But Julian made no effort to stop them from snapping photos from a distance.

He completely refused to hide his affection for her when the cameras were flashing.

Arriving together, leaving together, always holding hands—anyone with eyes could see the undeniable spark between them.

But despite the obvious implications, Julian offered zero explanations.

He didn't want to put any extra pressure on Helena.

Meanwhile, he was busy wrapping up his business affairs in Riverton.

A week was more than enough time to get it all done.

Julian had finalized everything days ago and was ready to leave at a moment's notice.

But Julian simply stared at her. "You're coming with me."

Helena froze, feeling like that was highly inappropriate.

"There's nothing inappropriate about it. It's decided," Julian said with unyielding absolute resolve. "I don't have a plus-one, and I'm not going to bother scrambling for one at the last minute. Plus, I don't trust leaving you alone in this apartment."

Put like that, Helena wasn't sure if she should agree or turn him down flat.

But before she could even utter a word, Julian braced his hands on the edge of the sofa, staring intently at her.

Helena flinched slightly but didn't attempt to pull away.

She was trapped perfectly within his dominant presence.

"Julian..." Helena sighed, murmuring his name.

Julian cut straight to the chase. "Why haven't we left yet?"

He meant leaving Riverton.

Helena obviously knew exactly what he was referring to.

She parted her lips, but Julian's voice cut through the silence again. "Is it because you're still holding out for Sebastian?"

The question was brutal in its directness.