He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 666

In Julian's eyes, her reluctance to leave was entirely because of Sebastian's presence.

"Be a good girl and go back inside," his voice dropped to a dangerous octave.

She knew he was trying to coax her out of the crossfire.

But to Sebastian, the low command sounded exactly like coercion.

His gaze grew increasingly volatile.

The tension suffocating the three of them was absolute.

"Julian..." she called out his name again.

This time, he completely ignored her plea. Gripping her hand, he tried to haul her straight toward the master bedroom.

Fueled by a toxic mix of urgency and boiling rage,

his grip on her was painfully tight.

She couldn't hold back a sharp gasp of pain.

Before Julian could loosen his hold and check on her,

Sebastian had already closed the distance. Without a word, he grabbed her other arm.

"Come with me," he ordered coldly.

Completely disregarding the other man in the room,

he turned, preparing to drag her out of the suite.

Julian let out a dark sneer.

Helena's heart leaped straight into her throat.

She truly believed Sebastian had lost his damn mind.

Her lips parted to speak, but before she could formulate a single word—

her eyes flew open in absolute horror at the sight unfolding before her.

Julian's fist flew forward, burying itself ruthlessly into Sebastian's face.

Sebastian staggered, momentarily stunned by the impact.

Pure reflex caused him to release his grip on her.

The sudden release sent her stumbling backward.

In the very next second, the two men collided in a brutal frenzy of violence.

Neither gave an inch.

It was as if they were purging every ounce of the bitter hatred that had festered between them over the years.

Every punch thrown was more vicious than the last.

Furniture splintered and crashed; whatever could be broken was swiftly shattered across the floor.

They fought like feral beasts.

"Did you forget she's my fucking wife?" Julian panted, landing another brutal blow. "Who the hell gave you the right to touch my wife?"

His fists punctuated every furious syllable.

Refusing to back down, Sebastian fired back breathlessly, "Is she your wife, or just Helena's stand-in?"

Every word exchanged was meant to draw blood.

They crashed to the ground, only to violently scramble back up seconds later.

And the savage melee continued.

The tremendous noise finally shattered the silence in the adjacent room, waking the sleeping girl.

Already a sensitive child, the horrifying sounds yanked her straight out of her dreams.

Pushing the door open, she stumbled out to find the two men trying to murder each other.

She instantly burst into terrified sobs.

"Stop fighting! Julian! Sebastian! Stop it, please stop!" she wailed.

Her crying grew increasingly hysterical.

The trauma radiating from her tiny frame was palpable.

Completely oblivious to the danger of the flying fists, she stumbled forward, heading straight into the crossfire.