He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 330

Janetta blinked her eyes, the picture of wounded innocence. "Please don't get so emotional. I'm just telling the truth. Seb will be upset if you act like this."

Her voice had shifted back to that gentle, comforting tone, ensuring everyone in the room heard her clearly.

It looked exactly as if she had been patiently trying to calm a hysterical woman.

But her efforts were supposedly failing.

Instead, they seemed to be fueling Helena's unhinged rage toward her.

"I know you're worried. Just go back upstairs, and I'll call Seb for you, okay?" Janetta continued her sickening performance.

That revolting, fake sympathy.

Coupled with the agonizing mental image of Wynn dying in a pool of his own blood.

Helena knew whatever Janetta had described was likely only a fraction of the actual horror.

Something inside her snapped entirely.

"Janetta, if anything happens to Wynn, I will kill you!" she screamed, shoving Janetta with everything she had.

A brief struggle ensued.

Helena's movements grew increasingly erratic.

Her emotions had completely short-circuited.

And then, a sharp scream echoed through the foyer. "Ah!"

Janetta had been shoved backward, slamming hard into a marble pillar.

Blood instantly gushed from a gash on her forehead.

The pristine white stone was stained crimson.

Total chaos erupted.

Arthur reacted instantly. "Quick, get Ms. Ramirez to the hospital!"

Because Janetta had passed out completely.

Whether she was faking it or genuinely unconscious didn't matter.

Arthur and the rest of the staff couldn't afford to gamble with her life.

Especially since she was still supposedly recovering from her miscarriage and was entirely too fragile for trauma.

A maid immediately rushed her out the door toward the hospital.

The bodyguards easily pinned Helena to the ground.

"Let me go! Let me go!" she shrieked, her mind completely shattered.

This time, the guards didn't hesitate, pressing her firmly into the floor.

A bodyguard scooped her up and rushed her into the backseat.

Exhausted by the sheer emotional trauma, she slipped into a state of semi-consciousness the moment the doors closed.

Arthur watched her in sheer panic.

He immediately dialed Sebastian's number.

Sebastian had just stepped out of a board meeting. As the catastrophic updates rolled in one after the other, his expression darkened to a lethal shade.

"Useless fools," he cursed icily.

He hung up the phone and ordered his driver to speed toward the hospital.

By the time he arrived, the doctors had already stitched up Janetta's forehead.

But she looked absolutely terrified.

The second he walked through the door, she stumbled frantically toward him.

"Seb, my vision just went blurry. This has been happening on and off lately, but right now, everything is completely fuzzy," she cried, panic lacing her voice.

It was human instinct to panic.

She finally realized something was seriously wrong.

But because she couldn't be sure if the blindness was permanent, her first reaction was to cling to Sebastian for dear life.