Chapter 340
Chapter 340:
She let out a shaky laugh, one laced with disbelief, and her eyes welled with frustrated tears. Her head shook as though she was trying to shake loose the madness that had just settled in.
All this time, she thought she was fighting someone inferior. But Helena had already won—before the game had even begun.
Not a single word came from Alden in reply. Instead, he signaled the guards with a subtle nod, and they moved swiftly to escort her from the hall.
The second she crossed the threshold, her expression twisted. Sadness gave way to a sneer. What started as regret curdled into something viler—vengeance.
Every plan she had so carefully set into motion, every subtle move meant to make Helena disappear under the guise of an accident, was now unraveling. With shaking hands, she grabbed her phone, dialed quickly, and said, “End it. I don’t care how—just make sure she pays p>
Helena felt no urge to stick around in a crowd so wrapped up in image and ambition, and she was ready to leave that world behind.
Taking advantage of Alden’s momentary distraction, Helena quietly exited—Dario fell into step beside her without a word.
A breath of night air brushed past her face, and just like that, the fog in her mind began to clear.
It hit her then—whatever was left between her and Alden needed to be settled. Deep in thought, she hardly remembered that Dario had been walking right beside her the whole time.
She had already walked quite a distance before she caught sight of his tall shadow stretching beside her on the pavement. That was when she finally glanced up, gave him a small, apologetic smile, and said, “I wasn’t trying to brush you off. I’m sorry p>
With a slight tilt of his brow, Dario said nothing.
Helena’s chest felt tight with everything that had happened. She let out a sigh. “Thanks for walking with me. But you don’t have to stick around—I just need a bit of space p>
“Thinking alone doesn’t always help,” Dario said quietly, standing firm. “It can tangle things even more p>
Without waiting for a response, he steered her gently toward a bench nearby and sat down.
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As they sat side by side, he turned to her. “Is this about Alden p>
Helena didn’t say anything—just pressed her lips tight. That was answer enough. Dario leaned back, legs stretched, fingers absently playing with a blade of grass as if the weight of the conversation didn’t faze him.
His posture was relaxed, but his voice carried weight. “You still love him p>
“I absolutely don’t!” Helena retorted without thinking.
Still, Dario gave her a crooked smile, his eyes saying he didn’t buy it for a second.
That too-fast denial hung in the air, and Helena felt the weight of it. She hadn’t even convinced herself.
After a long silence, she exhaled and leaned her head back to stare at the stars. When she finally spoke, her voice was hoarse with confusion.