He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 501

Julian Campbell was forcibly held back by the officers, unable to move a single inch.

He stared at Helena Wallace, and in her eyes, he saw nothing but a stagnant pool of despair.

She was alive, but her existence felt more tragic than death itself.

He knew the truth—Helena didn't want to live anymore.

But there was absolutely nothing he could do.

"Helena, let's talk," Sebastian Hayes said, looking at her.

It was the same phrase Sebastian repeated every single day.

Regardless of everything, they had been married for seven years; he couldn't possibly remain entirely indifferent to her current state.

Helena was far too resolute.

Her sheer determination terrified him.

His gaze turned somber as he stared at her.

Everyone present assumed she would refuse.

After all, a rejection was completely understandable under the circumstances.

Yet, surprisingly, Helena met his eyes with eerie calmness.

The air around them grew thick with silence.

Then, she shifted her gaze to the officer standing nearby.

"Can I speak with him?" she asked quietly.

It was a direct, unapologetic request.

According to Riverton's laws, before a prisoner was officially transferred to a facility,

a request to see family members was typically granted out of basic humanity.

Not to mention, the person requesting the meeting was Sebastian Hayes.

"Yes, you may," the officer replied, exhaling a quiet sigh of relief.

Immediately, Helena was escorted back inside the police station.

Sebastian quickly followed her into the building.

Julian tried to go after them, but he was blocked.

He could only watch, a heavy sense of foreboding settling in his chest.

It wasn't that he feared what might happen between the two of them.

It was a deep, subconscious panic.

He couldn't shake the feeling that Helena was delivering her final words.

He simply didn't know how to answer.

Inside, Sebastian walked swiftly toward the holding room.

The officers had tactfully turned off all the security cameras in the room.

There were no guards present.

It was just Helena and Sebastian, facing each other in the stark space.

Her gaze was unnervingly calm.

It was a hollow, empty sort of peace.

Sebastian could see it clearly.

"Helena!" he called out her name sharply.

She looked up at him. "Sebastian, I only agreed to see you for one reason. I want our divorce finalized."

Then, a faint, mocking laugh slipped from her lips.

"I refuse to let it end like this while we are still tied together," she said with absolute finality.

His hands slowly balled into tight fists as he stood quietly before her.

He kept his tone steady. "Helena, I will give you the divorce papers. Recant your confession right now, and I'll handle everything else. Even if a verdict is handed down, I will get you out. I don't want to owe you anything."