He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 946

She gave up and stopped arguing.

He took a seat on the small couch nearby.

Acting as if he wouldn't dare touch her hand again unless she was safely asleep.

The tension only grew thicker.

"What exactly is your game, Sebastian?" she demanded, struggling to keep her temper in check. "I can't sleep with you sitting right there."

"Oh, so you need me to hold your hand to fall asleep?" he shot back seamlessly.

She let out a harsh bark of incredulous laughter.

Remaining utterly unfazed, he actually stood up and wrapped his fingers around hers.

She instinctively tried to yank her hand away.

But his grip was ironclad, though careful enough not to hurt her.

She couldn't break free.

Ultimately, she just surrendered. Fighting him hurt her battered body too much anyway.

Besides, the warm pressure of his grip genuinely seemed to anchor her racing mind.

She didn't know if she was trying to punish him or herself.

But she actually barked an order at him. "I don't want congee tomorrow morning. I want Dumpling Soup and Youbing!"

She even threw in an impossible caveat. "And I want it made from scratch. Don't you dare just go buy it."

It was an endless, petty test of his patience.

People in the Capital didn't really eat Dumpling Soup for breakfast.

Even if he could find a place to buy it, it wouldn't taste anything like the Riverton style she craved.

She had only ever loved the delicate, bite-sized Riverton dumplings.

Not those massive, meaty Coralia-style wontons.

He obviously knew all this.

"Okay," he agreed without missing a beat.

He accepted the impossible demand.

Completely disregarding how absurdly difficult it would be to pull off.

It meant he would have to hunt down the ingredients before dawn and somehow cook it all in a hospital room.

Sure, he could easily just order someone else to make it.

But even that would be a logistical nightmare.

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