He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 945

Soon enough, she began to connect the dots.

Her family hadn't been sending her breakfast.

Every morning, when they showed up with food around seven or eight, they were surprised to find she had already eaten.

They only supplied her lunch and dinner.

And the feeling of being watched over at night became increasingly undeniable.

Likely because the lingering effects of the anesthesia had finally worn off entirely.

Strangely, she realized that this silent companionship actually brought her a sense of peace.

It kept the dark, racing thoughts at bay.

Combined with her severe lack of sleep and erratic rest schedule prior to the crash.

She was actually sleeping deeper than she had in years.

Countless theories flashed through her mind.

Until they all finally zeroed in on Sebastian.

Because that Pork Congee tasted way too much like his cooking.

She maintained an impeccably neutral facade.

At least outwardly, she didn't react at all.

Until night fell.

She pretended to drift off to sleep.

With her suspicions running wild, she only hovered on the edge of consciousness.

Free of the painkillers, her mind was razor-sharp.

She just kept her eyes firmly shut.

The minutes ticked by in agonizing slow motion.

Once the hospital ward sank into absolute silence.

She heard the faint slide of the balcony door opening.

Every nerve in her body went on high alert.

Yet, she didn't move a single muscle.

She felt someone approach the bed, radiating an overwhelmingly familiar presence.

Identical to the phantom presence she had felt over the past few days.

The exact second his fingers grazed her skin, her eyes snapped open.

Sure enough, Sebastian was standing right over her.

He didn't seem surprised to see her awake, though it was hard to tell.

His expression remained completely unreadable.

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?" his deep voice rumbled softly in the dark.

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