He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 294

The chaos and Janetta's piercing screams brought the nurses rushing to the scene.

Patients and their families swarmed into the corridor, forming a tight circle around them.

"Oh my god!" a nurse gasped, her face draining of color. "Quick, page the ER! Prep a trauma bay!"

Another nurse sprinted down the hall.

Onlookers immediately whipped out their phones, hitting record.

"Isn't this murder?"

"That's Sebastian's wife, right? Helena Wallace? How ruthless. Stabbing a pregnant woman in the stomach!"

"If they don't hurry, both mother and child will die."

"What a vicious woman. She deserves the death penalty!"

A chorus of condemnation rained down on Helena.

Collapsed on the floor, she gasped desperately for air.

"I didn't... I didn't stab her!" she cried out.

But her defenses were utterly useless.

The scene descended into absolute pandemonium.

Having received the news, Sebastian and Beau Sterling arrived almost immediately.

But the first to reach them was Grace Dale.

Grace had rushed to the hospital the moment she heard Janetta was back.

And knowing that the baby Janetta carried was a boy—the highly anticipated Hayes heir—made her fiercely protective.

It was her ultimate priority.

Not to mention, she had always adored Janetta.

If Helena hadn't forced her way into the picture, Janetta would be Mrs. Hayes right now.

Seeing the bloodbath, Grace's expression morphed into sheer horror.

By the time she pushed through the crowd, a gurney had already arrived.

She saw Janetta lying unconscious, bleeding profusely from a wound that simply wouldn't stop.

The metallic stench of blood saturated the air.

Grace completely lost her mind.

Without a second thought, she lunged forward and delivered a vicious slap to Helena's face.

Helena's cheek instantly bruised as the force sent her sprawling to the floor.

She was pregnant, too.

Her condition had just stabilized.

When Sebastian and Beau arrived, this was the blood-soaked spectacle they walked into.

Janetta had just been lifted onto the gurney.

To everyone else, she appeared to have passed out.

But from where Helena lay on the floor, she had a clear view—Janetta was wide awake.

She looked weak.

But she was smiling right at her.

A triumphant, gloating smile.

In that chilling moment, Helena finally understood. The entire performance was designed to destroy her.

She just couldn't fathom how anyone could make such a horrifying wager.

But with Janetta's baby gone, her life as she knew it was completely over.

Her mind descended into pure static, unable to form a single rational thought.

A sharp, cramping agony ripped through her abdomen.

Her baby squirmed frantically, sensing the danger.

Helena's face turned the color of ash.