He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 500

They needed to build a case.

For example, they could argue temporary insanity and order a psychological evaluation.

Or, they could pressure Janetta Ramirez to drop the charges, which would make things significantly easier to maneuver.

But all of those strategies relied on Helena Wallace retracting her confession.

Now, they were completely stuck.

Even the police couldn't help them.

Let alone Carter Miles.

He couldn't exactly barge into the precinct, knock Helena unconscious, and somehow forge a new statement for her.

"Also, the holding period is almost up. If she doesn't recant soon, the judge will hand down the official verdict," Carter warned him.

They were down to the last two or three days.

Premeditated attempted murder in broad daylight was a horrific charge.

The minimum sentence was ten years.

Even with Sebastian Hayes pulling every string he had, she was looking at no less than a five-year sentence.

And Janetta was the ultimate wildcard.

No one knew what Janetta would demand in court since she was the recognized victim.

If she refused to show mercy, the situation would become completely unsalvageable.

"To the precinct," Sebastian ordered coldly.

"Right away," Carter replied, hurrying to open the car door.

They sped toward the police station.

Sebastian remained terrifyingly silent the entire drive.

Carter didn't dare breathe too loudly.

The car pulled up to the precinct, and Sebastian stepped out, marching straight inside.

But the outcome hadn't changed.

No matter how fiercely Sebastian demanded to see her, Helena refused.

The Riverton press had already caught wind of the drama.

Headlines buzzed with the news that Sebastian was visiting the station daily, yet there was absolutely no evidence he had actually seen his wife.

Julian Campbell had also rushed back into the city.

His situation was marginally better than Sebastian's.

At the very least, Helena allowed the officers to pass on a message to him.

But it was always the exact same message: Go back to Coralia.

Sebastian's Bodyguards instantly formed a barricade.

They didn't give the reporters an inch.

Helena was scheduled to be transferred from the precinct directly to the state penitentiary.

When Sebastian arrived at the back exit, the doors opened, and Helena was led out wearing The Prison Uniform.

Their eyes met across the courtyard.

The escorting officers instinctively paused.

"Lena!" Julian yelled out, his voice cracking.

Helena shifted her gaze to Julian and gave him a faint, heartbreaking smile.

She didn't say a single word.

Julian lunged forward, but the officers quickly blocked his path.

"Mr. Campbell, please don't make this harder than it has to be," an officer pleaded.

With the press swarming the perimeter, they couldn't afford any slip-ups.

The only way they could allow contact was if Helena formally requested it on humanitarian grounds, or if there was an absolute emergency.

Since neither condition was met, a goodbye was strictly forbidden.