He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 790

"A hotel," Helena finally replied.

Given the situation, going back to her apartment would only send Skye into a panic.

More importantly, she needed an excuse to justify her condition. She claimed she didn't want to risk infecting the little girl.

Skye's immune system was incredibly fragile.

Even when she went to school, she had to wear a mask the entire time.

Helena would joke around about a lot of things, but she would never gamble with Skye's health.

Sebastian frowned at her request, but he didn't press the issue.

He smoothly made a U-turn and headed straight for a luxury hotel near Victoria Harbour.

He drove right into the underground parking garage.

Once parked, she remained slumped in the seat, eyes closed.

He studied her for a moment.

Stepping out, he walked around to the passenger side, fully intending to carry her inside.

By the time he reached the door, she was already stepping out on her own, robbing him of the opportunity.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and stayed quiet.

Bundled up to hide her identity, she walked toward the elevator.

She didn't speak a single word the entire way.

He quickly secured a room and led her up to the suite.

"I'm calling a doctor," he stated firmly, leaving no room for argument.

She didn't have the energy to fight him.

As long as it wasn't a hospital, she didn't care.

So, she simply let it happen.

Sebastian summoned a private physician to the suite.

She leaned back against the sofa, resting her eyes.

By the time the doctor arrived, her fever had actually broken, the drug's spike completely subsiding.

After a thorough examination, the doctor couldn't find anything specifically wrong.

"What exactly is going on?" Sebastian demanded, his brows furrowed.

"I didn't ask you to look after me. Why do you care?" she shot back, her voice sluggish but defiant.

Her words nearly made him choke on his own frustration.

"Helena, you..." He was genuinely losing his mind.

She was driving him insane.

She remained perfectly expressionless, barely even looking at him.

It seemed no amount of coaxing would work.

"Alright, then you tell me. What exactly do you want to do right now?" he asked bluntly.

"I want water. Pour me some water," she ordered. She was incredibly thirsty.

Extreme thirst was one of the drug's main side effects.

He turned around and poured her another glass.

Assuming she needed it because she was sick, he brought her warm water again.

She took it, drank a sip, and grimaced. "It's too hot. Make it colder."