He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 620

"Seb, that was a DNA certification issued by the police, handled through official channels. And this is Riverton—your territory. There's no way a cover-up like that could slip by," Beau argued, desperately trying to bring him back to reality.

Sebastian completely ignored him, continuing his own train of thought. "I want the DNA from back then re-verified."

That meant Sebastian was seriously suspicious.

Beau understood that.

But Beau also felt like Sebastian was losing his mind.

Ever since this new Helena appeared, his mental state had become incredibly unstable.

"Seb, is this new woman messing with your head? Need I remind you, that is Julian's wife," Beau said, keeping his cool.

"Don't let yourself get twisted up in this. There is no difference between her and the original Helena in terms of trouble. The reason Julian married her is blatantly obvious, isn't it?" Beau pressed.

Sebastian didn't reply, leaving it ambiguous whether he was listening at all.

"Seb, just calm down," Beau sighed.

"I just want to confirm it. But we need to use a third party. Don't use our usual guys; I don't want to alert anyone," Sebastian ordered flatly.

Clearly, he hadn't absorbed a single word Beau had said.

Beau let out a resigned sigh. "And then what? What are you going to do with the results once you find out?"

He threw the question back at him.

But Sebastian couldn't formulate an answer.

"Seb, regardless of what the DNA proves, by the time things escalated to where they were six years ago, there was no turning back for either of you. Whether she is dead or alive, it's already over between you two," Beau stated unequivocally.

Sebastian gave a low murmur of acknowledgment.

He knew the logic perfectly well.

But the bitter resentment wouldn't fade.

The woman who had once treated him as her entire world was now capable of walking away without a backward glance.

Even now, when he thought about what happened six years ago and her absolute resolve...

He still couldn't stomach it.

He couldn't even parse his own state of mind anymore.

It was bordering on obsessive paranoia.

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