He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 817

Sebastian glanced down and noticed she had eaten quite a bit.

"I thought you hated it, yet you ate?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at Helena.

"I was hungry," she replied tersely.

Sebastian chuckled, saying nothing.

His hand naturally reached out to pinch her cheek in silence.

The gesture was unmistakably indulgent.

Seeing this, Helena swatted his hand away. "Sebastian, stop smiling at me."

This time, Sebastian let out a humorless laugh. "Helena, are you only satisfied when I force your hand? I play nice, and you act like a brat, but the minute I stop coddling you, you get excited?"

Helena was rendered speechless.

As if he had seen right through her, Helena simply stood up, ignoring him.

Sebastian was faster, yanking her back down with a hard tug.

"Sebastian, are you out of your mind?!" Helena gasped.

Then, she was completely pinned against the cushions.

The soft sofa seemed to swallow them both.

Sebastian actually agreed. "Yeah, I must be crazy to keep pestering a married woman."

With that, he didn't give her a chance to speak, lowering his head to capture her lips in a deep, punishing kiss.

He thoroughly silenced every sound she tried to make.

Helena stared at him in shock, thrashing and kicking wildly.

Familiar with her fiery temper, Sebastian only grew more dominant.

He refused to yield, and she refused to submit.

They tore at each other like two wild animals.

With the innate difference in physical strength, she was no match for him.

Soon enough, she was completely overpowered.

She was hopelessly trapped in his embrace.

They sank deep into the relatively narrow sofa.

The deeper they sank, the more wildly they entangled.

By the end, Helena was on the verge of breaking.

She cried and fought, biting him like a madwoman.

Her nails left deep, angry marks across his skin.

She had no way to refute his words.

It really had felt incredibly good just now.

In that intoxicating rush, her senses had been pushed to the absolute limit, no Anxiety Medication required.

"Want to take a shower?" Sebastian seemed completely unbothered.

He remained pressed against her, casually asking for her opinion.

"No need, I'll go myself," she said, pushing him away without a second thought.

He didn't push it, releasing his grip on her.

He knew better than to push her too far.

He knew exactly when to stop.

Grabbing the blanket, Helena stood up and left without a second of hesitation.

Sebastian watched her go in silence, a faint glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

Her defiance somehow brought a smile to his face.

Only then did he slowly get up, wrapping a towel casually around his waist without rushing to clean himself up.

He walked into the bedroom and meticulously picked out a fresh set of clothes for her.