Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 619

In a swift exchange, Helen and Julia found themselves in each other's former positions, locked in another tense standoff.

Julia's eyes narrowed, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she gripped the knife tightly with both hands, pointing it menacingly at Helen.

"Stop hiding, Helen. There's no escape. Your fate is carved in stone. You are destined to fulfill Zac's and my destiny. It's time for you to face reality."

"The one in need of a reality check is you," Helen retorted, her stare hardening as she addressed Julia.

She couldn't comprehend how someone could be so foolish as to commit a crime for a man who didn't care about her in the slightest.

"Zac doesn't love you. Whether I'm here or not, he wouldn't give you a second thought. How much longer will you deceive yourself?"

"Enough! It's not what you think. Zac and I share a deep love. His interest in you is just jealousy toward Chandler. I'm the one who truly understands him.

"We've been together for so long; no one complements him better than I do. Once you're out of the picture, our family of three can finally find happiness!"

Julia appeared completely immersed in her fantasy, her grasp on reality slipping away.

Helen quickly caught on to the underlying meaning of her words. Her gaze shifted to Julia's flat stomach as she cautiously asked, "Are you pregnant?"

Julia remained silent, but her lack of response spoke volumes.

In a sudden shift of approach, Helen pushed forward assertively, "Consider this, Julia. If you go through with this act, your child will be left with a mother labeled as a murderer. How can you expect to find happiness in such a situation?"

The words "murderer" and "child" acted as a sharp wake-up call for Julia, snapping her out of her mental haze.

Julia's eyes fell to the knife clutched in her trembling hands before flicking up to meet Helen's gaze. A wave of dread and uncertainty washed over her, dragging her into a whirlpool of anxiety.

Her impulsive nature had triumphed over reason. In those brief moments, she had been consumed by the notion of removing Helen to ease her burdens, ignoring entirely the severe repercussions of such an action and the ethical weight it carried.

Julia couldn't deny the truth in Helen's words. Even with her unborn child in mind, she couldn't bring herself to follow through with such a drastic act.

As Julia lowered the knife, Helen spoke sincerely, "Deep down, you know it's never too late to change your path. If you're willing to make things right, there's always a chance for redemption.

"If you let me go unharmed, I promise not to seek revenge against Zac. I could even help you find a new home, far from prying eyes. Think about it—isn't this what you've been yearning for?"

During the struggle, the knife in Julia's hands became a dangerous threat, hovering perilously close to her stomach.

With each push from Helen, the blade penetrated further, edging closer to breaking through Julia's clothing and reaching her tender abdominal skin.

Amid the tense standoff, Helen's sharp instincts sprang into action. With a sudden release of her grip, she deftly stepped back, perfectly timed with Julia's movement.

Caught off guard, Julia faltered and stumbled backward, unable to react in time.

As they collided with the ground, Helen ended up on top, her weight pinning Julia's hand beneath her.

In that critical moment, Julia's resolve faltered, and the razor-sharp knife slipped from her grasp, clattering loudly as it hit the ground.

Seizing the moment, Helen grabbed the knife and stood up, one hand firmly restraining Julia while the other held the blade against her neck.

"Don't even think about moving."