He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 753

His meaning was crystal clear.

If she stayed with him, he would have Dr. Solomon Lynch perform Skye's surgery.

The decision rested entirely in her hands.

It all came down to whether she was willing to pay the price.

"And if I say no?" she asked, her face completely expressionless.

Sebastian remained unbothered. "Then you give up on Skye. She's a Campbell anyway. No matter how attached you are, you'll get over it eventually, won't you?"

His words were callous, but to any outsider, they sounded like the logical truth.

Only Helena knew the agonizing reality.

Skye was her biological daughter.

Even if the Campbells abandoned the girl, she never could.

She was being roasted over an open flame, trapped with no way out.

"Or does Skye actually have a deeper connection to you, Helena?" he asked suddenly, his voice dropping an octave.

She shot back without a second thought. "You're overthinking it."

Her voice was defensive and sharp.

A blatant denial.

Yet, that very denial only made Sebastian fall quieter.

It was as if he had caught the scent of a lie hidden beneath her panic. Still, he didn't press the issue, merely keeping his predatory gaze fixed on her.

His intense stare made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

Surprisingly, he was the one to break the silence. "Since you aren't willing, I obviously won't force you. After all, the ball is in your court."

That single sentence froze her in place.

She didn't dare argue, nor did she dare reply.

Sebastian just kept watching her.

The scrutiny made her skin crawl with an inexplicable, suffocating wave of guilt.

Her hands clenched tight into the bedsheets.

She knew with absolute certainty that he had her completely backed into a corner.

Before she could even process it, he yanked her forcefully into his arms.

His mouth crashed down on hers.

Between breathless kisses, he murmured, "Since you aren't fighting it, I'll take that as a yes."

The kiss was punishing, leaving her no room to mount a defense.

When her senses finally caught up, she instinctively fought back.

The more she fought, the more forceful he became.

In the end, they tore into each other with reckless abandon.

"Sebastian, I hate you so much," she gasped, unable to hold back.

It was pure emotional release.

She bit him hard, tasting the metallic tang of blood in her mouth.

Sebastian merely frowned, otherwise entirely unfazed.

The pain barely registered to him at all.

Helena was completely undone, stripped of any power to fight back.

Her gaze drifted helplessly toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The reflection showed their intertwined silhouettes, locked in a desperate embrace.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated.

She glanced over and saw Julian's name flashing on the screen.

Her face went pale.

Sebastian abruptly paused, his demeanor infuriatingly casual.