He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 258

"If you had just been honest with him, things wouldn't have escalated to this absolute disaster," Beau sighed, rubbing his temples in frustration.

Janetta fell silent.

Beau didn't push the issue.

Outsiders could never truly untangle the messy webs of someone else's relationship.

"Beau, just take me home. I'm so exhausted," she whispered weakly.

She slumped against the leather seat, looking utterly drained of life.

Beau gave a curt nod and sped toward her luxury apartment.

The moment she stepped inside her home, her carefully constructed facade shattered. The explosive rage she had suppressed finally erupted.

Screaming like a lunatic, she swept expensive vases and art pieces off the tables, shattering everything in sight.

Her assistant hovered in the corner, too terrified to even breathe loudly.

It wasn't until Janetta collapsed on the sofa, gasping for air, that the maids dared to scurry forward and sweep up the debris.

The violent outburst took a devastating toll on her already fragile body.

A sharp cramp seized her abdomen, and she felt a sudden rush of wetness.

Blood bloomed across her light-colored clothes, staining the fabric a horrific crimson.

"Ms. Ramirez! I'll call the doctor right now!" the assistant shrieked in absolute terror.

Janetta, on the other hand, was eerily calm.

She had always known she wouldn't be able to keep this doomed pregnancy.

But if she was going to lose it, she was going to drag Helena straight down to hell with her.

In the past, she had never viewed Helena as a real threat.

Now, she felt the terrifying weight of Helena's presence threatening to destroy everything she had built.

A vicious, undisguised gleam of pure malice flashed in her eyes.

When the doctor arrived and examined the heavy bleeding, his expression grew grim.

"Ms. Ramirez, you need to terminate this pregnancy immediately," he urged with deep concern. "The fetus is in critical condition."

Janetta stared at him coldly. "How long does this baby have left?"

Janetta's face was an emotionless mask the entire drive.

She was speeding, and a few trailing reporters quickly caught on, tailing her car through the rain.

By the time she pulled up to the towering gates of the estate, the drizzle had escalated into a heavy downpour.

Inside the villa.

Helena wasn't particularly hungry since she had eaten the street food not too long ago, but she picked at the nutrient-rich dinner the nutritionist had prepared just to be polite.

After eating, she curled up on the plush sofa and turned on a variety show.

Sebastian had gone straight to his study to work, and she hadn't bothered to ask about him.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed. It was Sophia Zane.

She answered calmly, and Sophia's frantic voice blasted through the speaker.

"Sebastian followed you on Twitter?!"

Before Helena could even get a word in, Sophia bulldozed ahead.

"Your follower count just shot past a hundred thousand! All because Sebastian clicked follow. And it dragged every single one of Janetta's rabid fans straight to your page." Sophia summarized the chaos with ruthless efficiency.