He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 778

Helena laid out the facts smoothly, her voice utterly devoid of panic.

"Sebastian, if you really want to see what I used to look like, I can show you," she offered, leaning into the confrontation.

"My original face was vastly different. I've had work done on my eyes, my nose was refined—my entire bone structure was basically rebuilt."

She casually unlocked her phone and began scrolling through her photo gallery.

She maintained an ironclad composure.

Because she knew that with this fabricated identity, aside from her real name, every single detail had a perfectly traceable paper trail.

She had flawlessly stepped into the shoes of a phantom and lived to tell the tale.

All the backup evidence had been meticulously stored on her phone for exactly this scenario.

Finding the file, she shoved the phone across the table. "Here. If you still don't believe me, follow the breadcrumbs yourself. It won't be hard to confirm."

Sebastian looked down at the screen. The woman in the 'before' photos looked absolutely nothing like the Helena sitting in front of him.

"As for why you couldn't dig this up earlier—that's simple. The Campbell Family never fully accepted me," she explained, weaving truth with fiction. "Naturally, they wouldn't want my messy history paraded around the press, so they scrubbed the records. That's also why Julian and I kept our marriage completely hidden before you showed up. But I desperately needed the Campbell Family's backing."

"Julian's reason for marrying me—isn't it obvious?" She let out a bitter, self-deprecating laugh. "Just like how you're obsessively clinging to me now, aren't I just a stand-in for a dead woman?"

"And Lance's connection is even easier to explain. He runs his own tech firm, specializing in advanced AI, and he's had a long-standing partnership with IGM. In fact, he helped bankroll IGM in its early days. Is it really that shocking that I know him?"

Piece by piece, she dismantled every single suspicion he had been harboring.

She was overly thorough, infuriatingly transparent.

Searching her eyes, Sebastian couldn't detect even a flicker of guilt.

Staring at her, his once-ironclad certainty suddenly began to violently waver.

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