He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 306

Arthur didn't dare openly defy Grace.

But under the circumstances, he had no idea how to navigate the order.

Ultimately, he nodded in defeat. "I'll handle it right away."

"Hold on. Drag her down here first," Grace commanded, her face twisting with spite.

She meant Helena.

Arthur nodded again.

He hurried up to the third floor and pushed open the door to the cramped room.

Helena jumped at the sound.

When she realized it was just Arthur, a fraction of the tension left her shoulders.

Arthur was a loyal veteran of the estate, handpicked by Sebastian's grandfather.

He had worked for the family for decades.

He had always treated her with quiet respect.

"Mrs. Hayes, Madam is asking for you downstairs," Arthur said gently.

Her hands instantly balled into tight fists.

Her entire body locked up.

Arthur didn't miss her reaction.

He knew exactly what she was terrified of.

He had spent enough years in this house to see exactly how these vicious family politics played out.

But as a mere employee, it wasn't his place to intervene.

He could only sigh heavily in his heart.

He tried to offer some comfort. "Mrs. Hayes, just do whatever Madam asks. Don't fight back. If you keep your head down, she might go easier on you."

He knew about the murder allegations.

But his gut told him this quiet, gentle woman could never commit such a violent crime.

Yet, with the evidence stacked against her, he couldn't openly defend her.

"You're still carrying a child. No matter how unreasonable Madam gets, she won't cross the line and put the baby in real danger," he reasoned softly. "And you have to think of your brother. If you fall, he falls with you. If something happens to him, you'll break."

She knew all of this.

But the sheer, paralyzing dread settling deep in her bones wasn't something she could just switch off.

Arthur looked like he wanted to say more.

"Janetta is the real Mrs. Hayes. What the hell are you? Get in the kitchen and start preparing the food!" Grace sneered.

She turned her sharp glare onto Arthur. "Have someone keep a close eye on her. Make sure she doesn't try to poison us."

"Understood," Arthur replied grimly.

Helena stood frozen at the base of the stairs.

Her slender fingers gripped the banister so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Throughout the entire barrage, her eyes remained agonizingly hollow and dead.

Arthur shot a desperate look at Sebastian, hoping for a reprieve.

But Sebastian remained completely silent.

His silence was a damning confirmation.

Arthur sighed and turned to her. "Mrs. Hayes, please follow me."

"What did you just call her?" Grace's shrill voice cut through the air like a whip.

Arthur stiffened.

"There is no such daughter-in-law in my house. The real Mrs. Hayes is standing right in front of you, do you understand me?" Grace demanded imperiously.

"Yes, Madam," Arthur said, bowing his head.