He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 619

Sitting in the driver's seat, Julian rolled the window down slightly.

His gaze remained locked on the master bedroom, his expression eerily calm.

While Julian stared at the window, Sebastian had also noticed his presence.

His predatory gaze darkened.

Standing behind the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, he stared back at Julian with calculating coldness.

With his eyes narrowed, it was impossible to guess what was running through Sebastian's mind.

He wondered, if Helena and Julian were merely a marriage of convenience...

Why would Julian chase her all the way here?

Was it because of his current entanglement with Helena?

Was Julian feeling jealous and bitter?

Was this just another continuation of their rivalry over the years?

A remnant of their past battle over Helena?

But through the glass, Sebastian could clearly read the expression on Julian's face.

Julian didn't look like a man devoid of feelings.

Without real emotion, even bitterness wouldn't be enough to drive him here.

Moreover, the conflict in Julian's eyes was far too deep.

Sebastian's hand, shoved deep into his trouser pocket, clenched into a fist.

Outwardly, however, he remained entirely unreadable.

His mind rapidly replayed the accident from six years ago.

Julian's obsession with Helena had been absolute, a scorched-earth kind of devotion right up until the accident.

Sebastian had always assumed Julian would naturally come after him with everything he had.

Yet, Julian had vanished without a trace.

It was as if he had barely reacted to the news of Helena's tragedy at all.

That shouldn't have been the case.

After all, Sebastian knew full well that Julian had been biding his time, waiting for the perfect opening.

Waiting for the chance to steal Helena away.

Sebastian merely offered a faint hum of acknowledgment.

It was a clear dismissal of the subject.

Smart enough to take the hint, Beau dropped the issue.

"Do me a favor," Sebastian commanded.

"Name it," Beau replied straightforwardly.

"Re-investigate Helena's accident from six years ago," he ordered, enunciating every word.

Beau's brow furrowed tightly at the request.

"Seb. When the accident happened, both the police and our own people thoroughly investigated it. It was a truck that lost control and slammed into the prison van, sending it off the road. The truck driver was completely intoxicated and died on impact," Beau stated rationally.

"Moreover, we verified the DNA evidence back then, and we confirmed the prison security footage. The person inside was Helena," Beau reminded him.

The moment he finished, Sebastian's dark tone cut through the line.

"If someone was determined enough, DNA could be faked, couldn't it?" Sebastian challenged bluntly.

Beau was stunned into silence.

"Besides, when the accident happened six years ago, none of us ever truly questioned it," Sebastian continued. "Whoever handed us that DNA certification, we simply took it as gospel, didn't we?"