He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 625

Helena gripped the edge of the sofa, her palms slick with sweat.

Trapped beneath his dominance, there was nowhere left to hide.

Their discarded clothes were tangled in the cushions.

The air hung heavy with the scent of their passion.

Neither of them was willing to surrender control.

Even as she pushed against the edge of what she could endure, he remained poised above her, staring down with intense scrutiny.

His eyes were impossibly dark, almost as if he were looking through her to find someone else.

His speed increased.

Forcing her back inch by inch.

"Sebastian..." she gasped, finally breaking and calling out his name.

The sound of it made his muscles lock tight.

A ragged breath tore from his chest.

Suddenly—

The butler's voice echoed from down the hall. "Mr. Hayes, your wife is here."

The announcement acted like a bucket of ice water, snapping Helena out of the haze immediately.

He noticed the shift instantly.

But he didn't pull away, just kept his eyes locked on hers.

Under lowered lashes, she hid the dangerous glint in her eyes.

The words had violently dragged her back to the past.

Years ago, when she was still pregnant with Hope.

Janetta had been throwing a tantrum, pushing Sebastian to the brink of fury.

He had been giving Janetta the cold shoulder.

And in that window, Helena had mistakenly believed she was finally receiving his genuine affection.

But when Janetta finally pushed back, it was obvious Sebastian was the one who folded.

He abandoned her in the dust and rushed straight to Janetta's side.

That night, she nearly lost the baby, left completely alone in an empty house.

Blood had soaked into the floorboards, the metallic stench suffocating her.

She hadn't been able to reach him.

Instead, the voice on the other end of the line had been Janetta's, dripping with venomous mockery: *Helena, you should just go die.*

Hah, was she the one who deserved to die?

No. The one who deserved to die was Janetta, not her.

She was a major shareholder at Epoch Pictures.

The two companies played nice in public, but behind closed doors, they were bitter rivals.

Their operational styles were completely different, and for years, they had stayed entirely out of each other's way.

If it hadn't been for *Destiny's Choice*, Janetta would have never set foot inside Epoch Pictures.

So, where exactly did this grudge come from?

He simply watched her, waiting without pushing.

"It's a personal vendetta," she smiled. "It involves a friend of mine, and I got dragged into it."

His frown deepened.

The suspicions he had been building seemed to shatter instantly against her logical explanation.

"Something in the entertainment industry?" he pressed further.

But before she could answer, the chaos outside the door erupted.

"How dare you block me!" Janetta shrieked at the butler. "Get out of my way!"

A split second later, the living room door burst open.

The aggressive clicking of heels against the hardwood floor charged straight for them.

Helena simply threw her hands up, giving Sebastian a mockingly entertained smile.