Between her and Janetta, he would always choose Janetta.
Helena collapsed onto the sofa, feeling as if every ounce of strength had been drained from her bones.
She rested her hand on her stomach. It was the only thing keeping her grounded.
After a long time, she finally opened her laptop.
She printed out the divorce papers she had drafted, signing her name at the bottom.
Carefully, she slipped them into a manila envelope.
Tomorrow, she would mail them to him.
This marriage had reached its bitter end. She was simply too tired to fight anymore.
...
By 10:00 PM, the pregnancy fatigue hit her hard.
She went to bed early.
In the middle of a deep, foggy sleep, her phone rang. It was the hospital.
"Hello, is this Mrs. Hayes? Your husband has been in a car accident. We need you to come to the hospital immediately," the nurse stated clinically.
The words jolted her completely awake.
"Sebastian was in an accident?" she repeated instinctively. "I'll be right there."
She hung up, threw on some clothes in a panic, and hailed a cab to the hospital.
Her chest was tight with anxiety and an undeniable ache.
She had never imagined receiving a call like this.
Seven years of marriage. No matter how fractured things were, he was still the man she had loved the most.
Even as she sat in the back of the cab, her mind was a blur of shock.
Memories of the last seven years flashed before her eyes.
He had always been so cold to her.
Their only real connection was between the sheets.
It had always been her giving everything, while he barely noticed.
And yet, she had clung to him for seven long years.
Her best friend, Sophia Zane, always told her she was a lovesick fool, blinded by a toxic obsession to be this devoted.
"Drink some water. If anything hurts, I'll call the doctor," Janetta murmured, doting on his every need.
Eventually, the room grew quiet. Helena looked down, unable to watch a second longer.
Actually, she was afraid to watch.
She suddenly felt like the world's biggest punchline.
Hearing he was hurt, she had dropped everything and rushed here in a panic.
Only for reality to slap her across the face.
Sophia was right. She really was a lovesick fool.
Even after a man treated her like garbage for a decade, she still had the capacity to worry about him.
With that bitter realization, she turned to leave. He clearly didn't need her here.
Yet, that dull, throbbing pain in her chest refused to fade.
Just as she turned, her phone screen lit up with a breaking news notification.
*[The Hayes Corporation CEO, Sebastian Hayes, In Late-Night Car Accident For Love]*

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