He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 856

On the way back, Jensen Shaw immediately pinpointed the house Sebastian was staying in.

After all, an outsider stood out like a sore thumb in Northbay Cove.

Julian kept his gaze lowered, remaining completely silent.

"Julian, what now..." Lance looked over at him.

Julian was straightforward. "I came to assess the situation. Too many people will just cause trouble."

Lance didn't object.

Given his mercenary background, Julian was naturally more cautious.

Indeed, having Julian handle it was the best approach.

The drive back was quiet, the silence heavy between them.

Meanwhile—

Helena frowned slightly.

Perhaps because of her blindness, or maybe something else entirely.

She had become incredibly sensitive to her surroundings.

Especially the feeling of being watched.

Initially, when she and Sebastian first started going for walks, the locals would stare out of curiosity.

But those glances were fleeting, just harmless observation without any malice.

The attention would quickly shift away.

Not like right now, where the gaze felt intentional and lingering.

As if the watcher was afraid of missing a single detail.

Over time, Helena sensed that something was off.

Her frown deepened.

The familiar headache quickly resurfaced.

It was hard to describe, but it felt incredibly suffocating.

Sebastian always seemed to notice immediately when something was wrong with her.

He paused. "What is it?"

"Nothing," Helena replied dismissively. "Let's go back. It's getting a bit chilly."

"Alright," Sebastian agreed.

He guided Helena back toward the house.

The sky outside had grown even darker.

But Helena suddenly realized that her vision was different from before.

Previously, everything had been pitch black.

She couldn't see a single thing.

She had to feel her way around just to walk.

"Okay," Helena didn't press the issue.

But she knew full well her vision was slowly returning.

It wasn't completely restored yet.

Everything was still just a blurry silhouette.

Helena curled up on the sofa, an audiobook playing beside her.

Since she supposedly couldn't see, listening to audio was her only entertainment.

But now, she could vaguely make out the images on the television screen.

The picture was slowly coming into focus.

And then, she saw Sebastian's face.

She had imagined it many times.

Judging by his demeanor, the way he moved, and how he spoke...

She had guessed he was handsome.

Seeing him now confirmed it; he truly had a face that women would swoon over.

Yet, looking at him brought her no joy, only a deeper, suffocating sense of dread.

It was an indescribable feeling.

As if they weren't husband and wife, but mortal enemies.