He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 533

She sighed inwardly, not saying another word as she quickly plated the food.

"You make the sauce. I prefer the one you mixed up last time; I can never get it right," she said softly.

"Okay," Julian nodded.

With that, he stepped up to the counter and began preparing the dipping sauce.

Helena carried the plates to the dining room.

They sat across from each other at the table and began to eat.

Julian was quiet, his mood visibly heavy and suppressed.

Helena easily guessed what was eating at him.

"Don't worry about me. Everything is fine. Whatever you're imagining, it isn't going to happen," she reassured him gently.

Julian stared down at his food for a moment before meeting her eyes. "Lena, do you mean that?"

It was a genuine question.

His tone was subdued, laced with a rare thread of insecurity.

"Yes," Helena replied softly. "There is zero possibility of anything happening between him and me. You know exactly why I founded IGM. I only care about getting justice for Wynn and Hope. I refuse to let that murderer walk free." Her voice remained perfectly composed. "After all these years, it's finally time for Sebastian and me to settle our debts, isn't it?"

This was Helena's ultimate goal.

Julian knew it well.

If he hadn't, he never would have bankrolled IGM in the first place.

What the public didn't know was that Julian was the majority shareholder of Epoch Pictures.

The script for Destiny's Choice wasn't written to win awards.

It was a custom-built trap for Janetta.

The story was framed as a historical family drama, but if Janetta was paying attention, she would realize the truth.

The core plotline mirrored her exact crimes—the calculated murder of Hope and Wynn.

It was a direct reflection of the past.

Helena was going to make Janetta's career hinge on this very performance, only to destroy her with it.

Even if Janetta figured it out at the last minute and breached the contract, that was fine too.

The astronomical penalty fee would utterly ruin her.

And by that point, The Hayes Corporation would be drowning in its own crisis.

Sebastian wouldn't have the resources to save her.

Helena didn't have all the concrete evidence of Janetta's crimes just yet.

So, she was waiting.

"You're a grown woman, yet you still can't wipe your own mouth?" His voice was thick with fond indulgence.

Helena froze.

Before she could process it, he leaned in, seemingly intending to brush a smudge from the corner of her lips.

But catching her completely off guard, he captured her lips in a sudden, intense kiss.

They were married; kissing shouldn't have been a big deal.

But Julian never kissed her like this.

Normally, it was just a fleeting, respectful brush of the lips.

He had always been hyper-aware of her emotional boundaries.

Tonight, however, he was different.

This kiss was desperate, hungry, and completely consuming.

It was a man staking an absolute, primal claim on his woman.

It was far from a simple peck.

Helena knew Sebastian's sudden reappearance had pushed Julian to the edge of losing control.

Understanding this, she remained silent and still, simply letting him devour her.