He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 587

She clicked the door shut.

Looking down at the T-shirt in her hands, she recognized the brand of loungewear he always favored.

She said nothing.

Back when they were married, she wasn't actually the one managing his wardrobe.

It was always Janetta.

She had only realized it far too late.

Whatever brand he wore, Janetta was undoubtedly draped in the matching female collection.

Meanwhile, totally oblivious, Helena used to scramble to buy herself the exact same brands.

Desperately trying to create some pathetic illusion of 'couple's outfits'.

Looking back, it was completely pathetic.

But the shirt he had just handed her was a simple, understated beige T-shirt.

Entirely different from the flashy styles Janetta favored.

She pushed the thought aside.

There was nothing intimate about borrowing a piece of clothing.

Especially not one fresh out of the package.

She quickly took a shower.

Tossed her wet undergarments into The Dryer.

The shirt was huge on her petite frame, hanging down like a mid-thigh dress.

It was functional enough.

The entire ordeal had drained her energy.

She had eaten a bit on the plane, so she wasn't particularly hungry.

Skipping dinner wasn't an issue.

It was still far too early for her to sleep, though.

And her mind was racing with everything that had transpired today.

She leaned back against the plush headboard in the quiet room.

Eventually, she pulled out her laptop to tackle some pending emails.

A while later, her phone buzzed with a call from Julian.

She answered immediately. "Did you land in Tokyo?"

"Yeah," he confirmed. He paused for a beat before asking, "Is it still pouring in Riverton?"

"Yes, it's a massive storm. The flooding is severe. It's let up a fraction, but not enough to matter." She stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the raging weather.

He didn't press the issue.

"Okay! I'll wait," the sweet voice replied.

True to his word, the little boy went dead silent, waiting patiently.

Not wanting to leave him lingering in the hall, she opened her mouth to wrap up the call.

But Julian beat her to it. "Lena, you seem to have a soft spot for the boy?"

The question caught her slightly off guard.

But she answered honestly, "He's just an innocent child."

She fundamentally believed that adult grudges should never be weaponized against kids.

He knew her well enough to understand that.

But there was a darker, more complex truth he held close to his chest.

He knew Kyle was actually her biological son with Sebastian.

But he would never utter a word of it.

He figured this immediate, unexplainable bond was just pure maternal instinct kicking in.

Even thinking the boy was Janetta's flesh and blood hadn't managed to dim her affection for him.

"Mhm," Julian hummed casually. "How did he end up trapped with you two?"

"I'm not entirely sure. It sounded like Janetta bailed on him, so he called Sebastian in a panic, and we circled back to grab him," she explained.