He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 705

They managed to slip out of the airport completely undetected.

Jensen Shaw had successfully lured the press away.

Claire Campbell was already waiting by a private car.

"Mommy! Mommy, I'm back!" Skye cheered, running into her mother's arms.

Claire just held her tightly, offering a strained smile.

The driver and bodyguards quickly ushered the little girl into the SUV.

"Be careful. I'm taking Skye home," Claire said, giving them a curt nod.

"Okay. Thanks, Claire," Helena replied politely.

Claire nodded once more before sliding into the backseat.

Once they drove off, Helena and Julian got into a separate car.

Julian took the wheel, his expression dangerously dark.

"Julian..." Helena finally broke the suffocating silence.

He glanced at her, his eyes unsettlingly calm, offering no immediate reply.

It didn't look like he was about to lose his temper.

Things had already escalated to a breaking point; screaming wouldn't fix the damage.

"What do you want to say?" he asked quietly after a long pause.

"I'm sorry. I was careless," she offered.

"Helena, if apologies fixed things, we wouldn't need laws," he shot back.

It was a casual remark, but it carried the full weight of his anger.

He took a sharp turn, steering toward their apartment.

She stayed quiet. She had no defense.

No matter what messy game she played with Sebastian, Julian had mostly turned a blind eye.

But the moment Skye got dragged into the headlines, it dragged the entire Campbell family into the mud.

And she genuinely never expected the tabloids to use the little girl.

She let out a heavy, silent breath.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, her phone buzzed.

Both of them glanced at the screen simultaneously.

Julian's jaw tightened.

It was Donovan Campbell calling.

A chilling silence washed over her.

Since her marriage, she rarely saw Julian's grandfather.

He only demanded their presence during major holidays.

She stared at the dead screen in silence.

Julian had clearly heard the booming voice.

At the next intersection, he whipped the car around and headed straight for the Campbell Estate.

The rest of the drive was agonizingly quiet.

When he finally killed the engine in the estate's sprawling driveway...

He turned to her, his gaze intense. "Think very carefully before you answer his questions."

"I know," she whispered.

"And Helena, I expect the answers you give him to be the same ones you give me," he added evenly.

With that, he stepped out of the car.

She knew exactly what he meant.

With the scandal imploding, Donovan was going to demand she choose a side.

And it was the exact same ultimatum Julian was waiting for.

She exhaled a heavy, shaky breath.

Steeling her nerves, she followed him out into the night.

The housekeeper rushed out to meet them, offering a hushed, nervous warning.