He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 615

Helena Wallace was pressed back against the hospital bed.

Her heart raced.

Her palms grew slick with sweat.

A wave of undeniable tension washed over her naturally.

She couldn't fend it off.

Her stiff posture made her nervousness glaringly obvious.

Yet, when Sebastian Hayes leaned in to kiss her, she didn't shrink back.

Whether it was an impulsive act of seduction or something deeper, Helena's arms looped around his neck.

Sebastian's gaze turned predatory, and his breathing grew heavy.

The sterile hospital room suddenly filled with a suffocating, seductive heat.

They were completely entangled.

It lasted for what felt like an eternity, until they were both breathless.

Only then did Sebastian finally release her.

Yet, the space between them felt deceptively calm, as if neither was willing to shatter the bizarrely intimate tension.

"The doctor said you need to stick to a light diet for the next few days. Avoid anything too spicy or heavy."

"Once your IV finishes later, we can leave."

Sebastian took the initiative to break the heavy silence.

Helena let out a soft "Oh," nodding without arguing further.

"Get some rest," Sebastian said evenly.

She didn't refuse; she was genuinely exhausted.

Leaning back against the pillows, she quickly drifted off.

Sebastian showed no intention of leaving, opting to stay right by her side.

Lowering his head, he focused on the documents in his hands.

He swiftly made his annotations.

Meanwhile, the news of the strategic partnership between IGM and The Hayes Corporation had already skyrocketed to the front pages.

It was a massive industry bombshell—a deep collaboration.

Both IGM and The Hayes Corporation's PR departments had issued press releases immediately.

However, the two key figures—Sebastian and Helena—were nowhere to be found.

His expression remained placid, opting not to call out her wishful thinking.

"So, what exactly does that have to do with wherever you're taking me right now?" Helena asked, her tone even.

"Your stomach is sensitive, and relying on room service or hotel dining isn't practical. You'll move into The Riverfront Villa. The chef and maids there will naturally take good care of you," he stated without batting an eye.

Helena arched an eyebrow. "Mr. Hayes, I clearly recall us agreeing that we wouldn't live together."

"We aren't living together. But I hold the reins when it comes to our time in bed. Is there a problem?" he shot back.

Helena let out a dry laugh. "Mr. Hayes, has anyone ever told you you're a calculating old fox?"

It was the truth; no one who sat at the negotiating table with him ever walked away unscathed.

Every condition she had laid out had somehow looped back to serve his agenda.

She was left with absolutely no room to maneuver.

"Plenty of people," Sebastian admitted without a hint of shame.

"Aren't you afraid that one day I might just snap, break the rules, and blow this whole thing up in your face?" she challenged.

Coincidentally, the car rolled to a stop at a red light.

Sebastian shifted his gaze toward her. "If you aren't afraid of the fallout, why should I be?"

That single sentence left her completely speechless.