He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 731

The inherent disparity in physical strength gave Sebastian absolute dominance.

It wasn't until Helena was completely drained of energy that he began to relent.

His earlier aggression melted into something far more tender, claiming every inch of her mouth with slow, deliberate precision.

Only when he was thoroughly satisfied did he finally pull back.

"Don't think you can just use me and throw me away, Helena," he murmured. His voice had returned to its usual steady cadence, but the underlying warning was unmistakable.

His fingers lightly brushed against her skin.

His gaze grew intensely serious.

"No one has ever dared to treat me like disposable trash. Do you understand?" He enunciated every word with razor-sharp clarity.

She took a shaky breath, forcing her racing heart to settle.

"What exactly do you want, Sebastian?" she finally asked.

"The real question is, what do you want?" he countered smoothly.

She was instantly rendered speechless.

But he wasn't about to let her off the hook.

"Did you approach me on Julian's orders, or was it your own idea?" he pressed.

His relentless interrogation left her with no room to formulate a lie.

Seeing her stubborn silence, his voice dropped an octave lower.

"You acting like this only makes me want you more. You know that, right?" he stated, the heavy weight of his words hanging in the air.

Every syllable landed directly on her heart, drawing a cold sweat to her skin.

Yet he remained incredibly close, invading her personal space.

He showed no signs of backing away.

Suddenly, the hurried footsteps of a nurse echoed down the hall.

Helena's eyes instinctively darted toward the entrance.

Sebastian glanced over as well before slowly, almost lazily, stepping back.

But his voice was still an ominous rumble when he spoke.

"I'm not the kind of man who takes kindly to being provoked, Helena," he warned.

She didn't respond.

Her explanation plunged Sebastian into a heavy silence.

It was painfully coincidental.

His first daughter had suffered from the exact same conditions.

Only, his little girl hadn't been as lucky as Skye.

He hadn't even been granted the chance to look at his own child properly before she was gone.

Coupled with the chaos of the accidents back then...

It was a tragedy that would haunt him forever.

That baby had been the ultimate catalyst that shattered his and Helena's relationship beyond repair.

A devastating loss that left him with nothing.

"Do you need my help?" he asked quietly.

"No," she refused flatly.

Involving him would only tangle their already messy relationship into a Gordian knot.