He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 304

If the baby was born prematurely, it would be a death sentence.

She couldn't take that risk.

She couldn't use her baby as a bargaining chip. Her maternal instincts screamed at her to protect it at all costs.

And Sebastian knew exactly how to exploit that.

He wasn't just threatening her baby; he was threatening Wynn.

Because of Janetta's hospitalization, Wynn was still stuck at the clinic, completely oblivious to the chaos outside.

If Wynn found out what was happening, she couldn't even fathom what he might do.

The crushing weight of it all pressed down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

And yet, Sebastian had no intention of backing off.

His tone grew even more glacial. "Then there's Wynn. It would be entirely too easy for me to put him out of his misery. I'll make you watch him die, piece by piece!"

All the color drained from her face.

"After all, they have a murderer for a mother and a sister. It's only natural they share the consequences!"

Dropping his hand, he finally stepped back.

"I'm not a murderer!" she fired back instinctively, unable to hold it in anymore.

It was the same fight she had with the police every single day.

They asked the same things, and she gave the same answers.

She refused to confess to something she didn't do.

She knew that the second she admitted guilt, she would be dragged into a bottomless abyss.

She refused to go down without a fight.

For the sake of her baby and for Wynn, she could never admit it.

If she went to prison, she would never see the light of day again.

The fate of her child and her brother would be entirely in his hands.

She was trapped in an impossible nightmare with no way out.

"You're not?" he scoffed in disgust.

"With a room full of witnesses and the whole thing caught on camera, you're going to sit there and tell me you didn't do it?" he roared, acting as if he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.

Without another word, he pulled up the security footage on his phone and shoved it in her face.

She stared at the screen.

The video showed the two of them struggling, somehow shifting right into the danger zone.

Helena was just a normal person; she knew nothing about camera blocking or angles.

But Janetta did. Janetta was an actress.

As long as she knew where the lens was pointing, she could fake any scene to perfection.

Combined with her flawless acting skills, no one would ever suspect a thing.

It was a flawless, lethal premeditated plot.

A trap designed to ensure she couldn't even fight back.

"Sebastian," she murmured, letting out a hollow, broken laugh.

He furrowed his brow.

Seeing her smile only made his anger spike.

"We were married for seven years. Even if there was no love between us, I thought we at least had a basic understanding of who the other person was," she said, her voice dripping with self-deprecation.

She was mocking him, herself, and the tragic joke of their marriage.

"But now I see... no, you never understood me at all." She pronounced every syllable with devastating clarity.

Then, she closed her mouth and fell silent.

She was just too tired.