He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 80

Without Sebastian around to play the victim for, Janetta unleashed her true colors.

"Who do you think Sebastian will believe, Helena?" Janetta taunted, flashing a vicious smile. "If I call him right now and tell him you dragged me in here, do you think he'd snap and kill you?" She waved her phone menacingly in the air.

"So do yourself a favor. Stop clinging to him. Sign the papers, get your divorce, and get the hell out. As for the bastard in your stomach... since it's useful to Seb, I guess I'll let it live until the shares clear. Don't worry, I won't toss it in an unmarked grave. I'll make sure it gets wrapped in a cheap straw mat before it's buried." She threw her head back and let out a shrill, manic laugh.

She was painting a gruesome, bloody picture, deliberately trying to mentally break Helena. And Helena knew she wasn't bluffing. This was the horrific, cold-blooded reality of Janetta Ramirez.

Helena lowered her eyes. Then, with lightning speed, her arm swung out.

SMACK!

The sharp, explosive sound of a slap echoed through the room. Helena's palm connected violently with Janetta's face. The force of it left a blazing red handprint on her flawless skin, the strike so hard it nearly drew blood.

Janetta stumbled back, her eyes bugging out in absolute shock. She never imagined the docile Helena Wallace would actually strike her.

"You... you..." she stammered, completely tongue-tied, her face flushing crimson with humiliation. She was so used to playing the fragile damsel that when faced with a real, physical confrontation, she had zero survival instincts.

"You're the most shameless homewrecker I've ever had the displeasure of meeting," Helena said, her voice lethal and precise. "You deserved that slap. I don't give a damn how you and Sebastian whisper sweet nothings in the hallway. But the moment you walk into my room and threaten my child, you cross a line. I'm not some pushover you can just step on."

"I'm going to tell Seb! He's going to destroy you!" Janetta shrieked, finally breaking down into hysterical, furious tears. "Do you actually think you're special? Do you think him playing nice means he loves you? You were standing right there in the dark! You heard him! You are nothing but a tool, and that bastard inside you is just a bargaining chip!"

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