He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 408

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious. During the inventory check that night, they realized a specific vial was missing. It's not a tightly controlled substance, but if you mix that specific drug with a standard IV drip, it instantly triggers catastrophic cardiac failure."

All the color vanished from Helena's face, leaving her looking like a corpse.

The only person her frantic mind leaped to was Janetta Ramirez.

Janetta was the only one who harbored that level of psychotic hatred toward the child.

But Hope was just a tiny, defenseless infant. How could Janetta be so utterly devoid of humanity to commit such an atrocity?

Then again, Helena remembered that Janetta hadn't hesitated to plunge a knife into her own flesh. Sacrificing an infant would be child's play for her.

But she didn't have a single shred of proof.

Accusing Janetta formally was an impossible endeavor.

Furthermore, not a single soul in this hospital would ever take the word of a convicted murderer over the beloved Goddess Ramirez.

Helena's fragile grip on reality finally snapped.

Without a second thought, she tore herself from the bed and bolted out of the resting room.

The nurses gossiping in the hall were paralyzed with shock as Helena sprinted past them.

"Mrs. Hayes!" They reached out, scrambling to grab her.

But Helena was running on pure adrenaline; they couldn't even slow her down.

She sprinted madly down the corridor toward the operating rooms.

Hope's surgery had just concluded.

Helena spotted Sebastian conversing with the surgeon; both men wore expressions of grim finality.

"Mr. Hayes, the procedure was incredibly fraught. While the infant is currently technically alive, it is highly unlikely she will survive the postoperative critical period. I strongly advise you to prepare for the worst," the doctor sighed heavily.

This devastating outcome was exactly what they had all anticipated.

The baby's sudden, catastrophic decline had blindsided the entire medical team.

Surgery had been the only desperate gamble left on the table.

Refusing it meant waiting for her heart to stop.

But in reality, both paths led to the same graveyard.

It was a desperate last resort, a hail Mary pass in the dark.

Sebastian's expression darkened for a split second before he masked it, roughly grabbing Helena's arm to steady her.

"Who let her out of the room?" Sebastian barked coldly at the breathless bodyguards rushing up behind her.

The guards kept their heads bowed, terrified to speak.

Helena's explosive burst of adrenaline had been entirely unpredictable; they hadn't stood a chance of containing her.

Which allowed her to bulldoze her way straight to Sebastian.

Helena stared up at him, her eyes blazing with an unyielding, wild fury.

She had suffered a total psychological collapse.

Her slender fingers dug into Sebastian's forearm like talons.

She practically screamed the accusation in his face.

"Why? Why did you do this?! She never should have gone into surgery! We both know the success rate was abysmal. If we'd just left her be, she would have had more time! Isn't that right?!"

Helena howled, the sound tearing her throat raw as she locked eyes with Sebastian.

"Sebastian, you never wanted Hope to live in the first place, did you?!" she fired off, entirely stripping him of the chance to defend himself.