Chapter 591

The line went silent for a moment. As she waited for Julien to speak, Helen didn't say a word. Instead, she lit a cigarette and took a slow drag. She wasn't particularly fond of smoking—just curious about its taste and why people found it so addictive. She wondered what made it so hard to quit. It felt like she held all the power now. She wanted to know why Julien ended things, only to feign concern afterward. Was it guilt? Because she had once carried his child? Her heart felt as if something small and sharp was gnawing away at it, bit by bit. In this relationship, she was the only one left wounded. Julien had watched her spiral into despair, completely losing herself to him. And just when her feelings for him reached their peak, he walked away, leaving her to drown alone. "Since you don't want to stay, I'll ask you for this favor, Mr. Gallgaher. Don't disturb me again," Helen said, exhaling a thin stream of smoke. The milky-white haze curled upward, dark and decadent. Julien h