He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 403

Those words caused Helena's brows to knot tightly, leaving her thoroughly bewildered.

Unable to hold back, she turned to face Janetta.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Helena demanded bluntly.

When it came to tormenting and disgusting Helena, Janetta never pulled her punches.

As long as Helena was suffering, Janetta was thriving.

But this time, Janetta's response threw Helena off balance.

She continued to watch Helena with that infuriating, mocking smirk.

She didn't even bother taking a step closer.

Her attitude was agonizingly nonchalant: "I meant exactly what I said. Is plain English too difficult for you to understand, Ms. Wallace? Do I need to spell it out like you're a toddler?"

That taunt made the color drain slightly from Helena's face.

Janetta sounded far too certain.

By 'blind,' she meant completely losing her sight.

Helena couldn't fathom why she would go totally blind.

If she only gave up one cornea, she wouldn't lose her vision entirely.

The more her mind raced with these terrifying possibilities, the closer she pushed toward the edge.

Just then, Janetta let out a sharp laugh.

Helena instinctively looked at her, fighting to keep her expression neutral.

"Helena, we may be enemies, but I don't think I've ever actually lied to you, have I?" Janetta drawled at a leisurely pace.

Helena found herself completely unable to formulate a rebuttal.

Because it was true; Janetta had never actively deceived her.

Whether it was about Sebastian or Wynn Wallace.

After all, the raw truth was more than enough to shatter Helena.

Janetta didn't need to resort to lies to inflict maximum damage.

Beyond trading barbs, they certainly didn't have the kind of relationship that invited deep conversation.

Under these tense circumstances, Helena refused to take the bait.

She knew that the moment she opened her mouth, she would hand the power right back to Janetta.

So, she simply stared at her in silence.

Janetta didn't seem to mind the quiet. "Sebastian's been quite sweet to you lately, hasn't he?"

Her ruthlessness ran far deeper than Helena had ever imagined.

She didn't want to get tangled up in this any longer.

But Janetta's voice drifted back, dripping with cruel amusement: "Helena, you don't actually believe that little bastard has a chance, do you?"

The sudden, vicious attack on Hope shattered Helena's composure.

She whipped her head toward Janetta. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Again, exactly what I said." Janetta laughed out loud. "Don't be so naive, alright? You don't honestly think you get to walk away with everything. Clear your name, win your freedom, and keep the kid? Keep dreaming."

Her words were blunt and merciless.

It was as if all the terrifying premonitions Helena had harbored over the past few days had suddenly crystallized into reality.

She didn't offer a reply.

Her hands were clenched into tight fists as she stood rooted to the spot.

Janetta had already sashayed away.

Helena stood frozen in the hallway for a very long time.

She couldn't deny that Janetta's toxic words had severely rattled her.

Because from the very beginning, every single detail of this situation had felt unnerving and profoundly wrong.