He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 580

It was completely out of anyone's control.

But the fact remained that Helena was currently stranded.

"It's fine. We'll just grab a taxi," she said simply.

The assistant nodded in relief.

They turned and headed toward the main exit.

But the very second Helena stepped through the sliding doors, she froze.

Standing a short distance away, exuding a quiet, commanding presence, was Sebastian.

He stood with one hand casually tucked into his pocket, his dark gaze locked directly onto her.

Helena's mind went blank, stealing the breath from her lungs.

Her assistant spotted him a second later and stumbled over his words. "What is Mr. Hayes doing here?"

Helena kept her expression perfectly composed.

Sebastian was already walking toward her. "Where are you staying?"

As he closed the distance, her brow furrowed in irritation, but she quickly masked it with a polite, unaffected smile.

"Since you obviously know my exact flight schedule, Mr. Hayes, I find it hard to believe you don't know my hotel," she replied, her tone dripping with polite sarcasm.

Sebastian offered a faint, unapologetic smile, completely ignoring the jab.

"I'll drive you to your hotel," he stated flatly.

He hadn't left her any room to maneuver.

They were officially business partners now.

She couldn't afford to cause a scene or look unprofessional, which meant she couldn't flat-out reject him without a legitimate excuse.

"My assistant is with me," she said coolly, offering up the shield.

"He can come too," Sebastian countered without missing a beat.

Well, that trapped her perfectly.

She gave a stiff nod. "Then I suppose I shouldn't refuse."

"Good," he murmured.

The assistant didn't dare breathe a word, silently trailing behind them like a ghost.

The invisible, electric tension radiating between the two executives was terrifying enough to make the assistant break into a cold sweat.

When they finally reached the parking garage, reality set in.

Sebastian led them straight to a sleek, understated private SUV, not a corporate town car.

Which meant Sebastian was the one driving.

Sebastian chuckled. "Your assistant reads the room well."

"Right," she muttered, turning away.

Sebastian didn't push it.

He reached out and opened the passenger door for her. She climbed in without a word.

As the heavy door thudded shut, the silence in the cabin became deafening.

In all their seven years of marriage, Sebastian had never once treated her with this kind of gentlemanly deference.

All his gentleness had always been reserved exclusively for Janetta.

She had seen the paparazzi photos and read the gossip columns proving how tender he could be with his precious 'First Love.'

Being on the receiving end of it now felt incredibly jarring.

But she refused to give him the satisfaction of a reaction.

Lost in her own bitter thoughts, she barely noticed Sebastian sliding into the driver's seat.

The powerful engine roared to life, and the SUV smoothly merged into traffic, heading toward her hotel.

Helena stared out the window, keeping her mouth firmly shut.

If anyone was going to break the silence, it was going to be him.