He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 369

Sebastian took a harsh drag of air, forcefully reigning in the savage urge to scream.

"I swear on my life you won't go blind. You will get your surgery," he promised, his tone terrifyingly level. "So back off. As for my wife... like you said, you'll get your pound of flesh in court."

It was a clean, brutal line in the sand.

She wasn't an idiot; she knew exactly what he was implicitly threatening.

A surge of bitter resentment flared in her chest.

But considering the lethal tension suffocating the room, she knew better than to push her luck.

For the first time in a long time, the sheer dominance radiating from him genuinely terrified her.

A thick, suffocating dread blanketed the sterile walls.

Neither dared to fire the next shot, letting the deafening silence drag out.

"I need some air. We're done here," Sebastian finally muttered, slashing through the tension.

Before she could unleash another dramatic sob, he pivoted sharply on his heel.

And strode right out the door without a backward glance.

Janetta tracked his retreating back, her doe-eyes hardening into chips of obsidian.

Thrashing out like a feral animal, she violently swept every pill bottle, water glass, and tray off her bedside table, sending them shattering across the tiles.

Hearing the chaotic crash, her assistant practically dove into the room.

One glance at the carnage was enough to deduce what had transpired.

"Ms. Ramirez, please breathe! Going to war with Mr. Hayes right now is a terrible strategy," the assistant pleaded, carefully navigating the broken glass.

"If you push him entirely into her corner, she's the only one who wins!"

"Besides, we hold all the absolute leverage right now, not him."

"The second you file those criminal charges, she's finished. She's already delivered the heir. If he desperately wants to keep her out of a prison cell, he'll have no choice but to force her to cough up that cornea as a settlement."

"He's a ruthless businessman. He'll run the cost-benefit analysis and cave. You have nothing to stress about."

Every piece of her twisted logic was flawlessly sound.

The vicious pep talk managed to soothe the raging inferno of Janetta's ego.

Her breathing leveled out, a cruel smirk playing on her lips.

"And about that little bastard... my hospital contacts assure me it won't survive the week. Barely three pounds. Full-system organ failure is imminent."

"Once the kid flatlines, her will to live goes right out the window. You won't even need to blackmail him. You can just legally harvest it from her corpse. The dead don't need eyes."

Panic was carved deep into every single one of their expressions.

He snagged a fleeing nurse by the bicep. "What the hell is going on? Why is the crash team in there? Did her heart stop?"

He fired off the questions in a rabid, overlapping panic.

The sheer terror coating his voice was unmistakable.

Even if he was far too blind to recognize his own desperate attachment to her.

His aggressive manhandling made the nurse stumble over her words.

But she managed to choke out the grim report. "Her surgical incision blew open! The massive hemorrhaging won't stop, and the stitches keep tearing. She's bleeding out too fast!"

Pausing to catch her breath, she dropped the real nightmare. "On top of that, she woke up screaming for her baby! We don't have authorization to release the infant's status, which is only causing her blood pressure to skyrocket, tearing the wounds worse!"

"If she doesn't calm down immediately, her heart will give out!"

Shaking her head in sheer defeat, the nurse physically broke away from his grip.

She sprinted back into the bloodbath to assist the surgeons.

Operating purely on raw adrenaline, Sebastian hurled himself through the doors right behind her.

Given the murderous aura rolling off him, not a single soul dared to stand in his way.