He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 421

Sebastian was afraid Helena would break down.

He looked at the nurses. "Take the baby away."

The nurses immediately stepped forward, taking the infant from Helena's arms.

Helena only struggled for a second before giving up.

She watched in utter silence.

Throughout the entire process, she didn't look in Sebastian's direction once.

Sebastian had already grabbed her hand. "You're coming with me."

Not allowing any room for resistance, he pulled Helena out of the NICU.

Let alone Helena, even a man as ruthless and cold as Sebastian felt the weight of the moment.

Faced with such a heartbreaking scene, his composure cracked.

No matter what, that baby shared their blood.

Their time together was just tragically short.

Helena had no strength left, much less the ability to fight back.

She allowed Sebastian to drag her away in a numb daze.

The baby was returned to the doctor's hands for final care, but no further treatments were given.

It was no longer necessary.

Helena had signed the consent form to end care.

The baby had likely given up the moment she laid eyes on her mother.

The second Helena stepped out of the NICU, her tears fell.

"Don't cry," Sebastian ordered, his voice dark. "Do you want to lose the only eye you have left?"

Hearing his words, Helena suddenly went quiet.

He was right—she needed to see.

She needed to see the person who killed Hope pay with their life before she could afford to go blind.

Helena quietly reflected on what she had overheard.

She had no concrete evidence, no video footage.

But the only person who came to mind was Janetta.

Janetta was the one who wanted Hope dead the most.

If Hope had simply passed away from natural causes, Helena wouldn't have a word to say.

But Hope was murdered, and she wasn't going to let this go.

Helena grew increasingly silent.

No one thought much of it.

He quickly carried her toward her hospital room.

But from the corner of her eye, Helena kept her gaze fixed on the NICU.

Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes, one drop at a time.

It hurt.

It was a suffocating, agonizing pain.

Meanwhile, back in the NICU.

The neonatologist was tending to the infant when his expression subtly shifted.

The baby, who had just stopped breathing, was suddenly struggling for air again.

In his decades of practicing medicine, he had never seen such a resilient patient.

And this was an infant not even a month old.

After suffering countless traumas, the baby continued to claw her way back from the brink of death time and time again.

Anyone would have been deeply moved.

But this child was simply out of luck.

Janetta's side was rushing him; he couldn't let this baby live.

So, he turned a blind eye to the faint breaths.