He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 88

His mind was suddenly flooded with memories of her.

When he was sick, she would sit by his bedside, bringing him water and coaxing him with a gentle voice.

She managed his life down to the smallest detail; he never even had to think about what suit to wear the next day.

Whenever she packed his luggage for a business trip, everything was meticulously organized to fit his exact habits.

When he was in a foul mood and took it out on her, she would just stand there quietly, absorbing his anger like a sponge.

Seeing her standing there now, the stark contrast between her and Janetta became impossible to ignore.

Whenever he needed Janetta to take care of him, she was always busy with a photo shoot or a premiere, offering only sweet words over the phone.

When Janetta tried to handle his daily life, she only made a mess of things.

When she packed his suitcase, he could never find what he needed.

And if he ever raised his voice at her, she would act as if she had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.

The overwhelming disparity suddenly made something snap inside him.

The woman who had never once lost her temper with him had just walked out of his life without looking back.

He tightened his hands inside his coat pockets, his knuckles turning white.

Suddenly, he noticed Helena looking awkwardly at the cashier, seemingly flustered.

Snapping out of his thoughts, he quickly stepped into the bakery.

Helena hadn't noticed him at all. She was giving the cashier an embarrassed, apologetic smile.

She had only brought enough cash for the medicine and didn't have a single dollar to spare.

"I'm so sorry... I didn't bring enough cash, and I don't have my phone on me to pay digitally. Can I go get my wallet and come right back?" she asked anxiously.

The cashier looked a bit annoyed but nodded. "Fine."

Helena smiled in relief.

Just as she turned around, a deeply familiar voice rang out right beside her ear.

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