He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 380

"Sebastian, if I could turn back time, I promise you I would never have made the same choice," Helena stated with eerie calm.

When her family's empire crumbled, she hadn't needed to throw herself at the mercy of the Hayes family.

She could have gone to Lance, or Julian, or even fought back fiercely on her own.

Because she knew her own capabilities. Sooner or later, she could have rebuilt the Wallace family from the ashes.

But her family had been too greedy, desperate to cling to their vanity and high society status.

Wynn had become her absolute weak point.

And then there was her own foolish, blind love for Sebastian.

It was the combination of all these things that had made her step into that marriage without a second thought.

In the end, she had simply thrown herself into a bottomless abyss, thrashing around until she could no longer escape.

But there were no 'ifs' in this world.

Everything had been carved in stone.

Her terrifying certainty made Sebastian's expression darken dangerously.

She didn't flinch. "Sebastian, I'm just too exhausted."

Her voice was dead calm, perfectly illustrating a woman who had entirely given up.

The rage Sebastian had just managed to swallow came violently surging back up.

He thought of Julian storming the hospital to take her.

He thought of every miserable, tangled moment between him and Helena.

And he thought of the deep affection she used to shower him with.

Now, there was absolutely zero trace of it left.

He let out a cruel sneer. "Where exactly do you think you can go? Don't forget, you have a murder charge hanging right over your head."

"Where can you run? You honestly think you can just waltz out and see your daughter?"

"Janetta has already sued you. The very second you step out of this ICU, the police will haul you away. Do you understand that?"

He lowered his voice, weaponizing every syllable to hammer reality into her skull.

But Helena remained perfectly quiet.

Not a single ripple of panic crossed her face.

For a split second, Sebastian genuinely believed it.

She truly didn't care about anything anymore.

It wasn't until Sebastian's own composure started to fracture that she finally spoke.

"As long as you let me see my daughter, as long as I know she's alive, that's enough for me."

It was as if her own life held zero value to her now.

"Even if I'm locked up in a cell, at least I'll have peace of mind."

But Helena's energy was practically non-existent.

Within minutes, she had fallen back into a deep, exhausted sleep.

Two days passed in a blur.

Her surgical wound had healed significantly compared to the initial tear.

The doctors officially cleared her to be moved out of the ICU and into the VIP Ward.

However, the fever still gripped her tightly, refusing to completely break.

Yet, what shocked Helena the most over those two days was Sebastian.

He spent almost every waking hour by her side.

They barely exchanged a word.

But he refused to leave.

She was openly hostile to his presence, but she didn't kick him out either.

She knew perfectly well she couldn't change his mind about anything.

This domestic, quiet picture was something she had desperately prayed for countless times in the past.

She never could have imagined that it would finally become a reality under these horrifying circumstances.

It was completely suffocating.