A Wound that Never Heals
Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Chapter 193 I Am Sorry for Darlene

Avery’s face was terrifyingly pale. Everything he had just seen with his own eyes was completelydifferent from his current memories and consciousness.

Ever since he woke up from his coma, his memories had been missing. The only one he couldremember was Darlene, who had been in love with him for

two years.

Darlene was the only existence Avery was familiar with in this world.

Everything else was unfamiliar and distant to him.

Avery believed that he had always had deep feelings for Darlene, so when he saw her getting close toanother man with his own eyes, he only felt anger and unwillingness.

But even so, he had never imagined that the problem might be with himself, and he had never thought ofletting Darlene leave.

Avery believed that Darlene had made a mistake and was deceived by that man. She would soonchange her mind.

So for such a divorce lawsuit, Avery did not think too much about it and

refused the proposal of anyone in the Gallard family. He casually found a

lawyer, who was not famous but was also upright and fair in the industry.

Avery recognized himself as the victim. Facing Darlene’s betrayal, he chose to

forgive. Then how could the court give a judgment of divorce? How could he need an experienced andsophisticated lawyer?

But he was wrong. He was totally wrong.

After Avery woke up from his coma, his perception and his memory were all

wrong.

The only person he still remembered in this world had been cruelly hurt by him. In the memories heforgot, the gap between them was impossible for him

to cross now.

Avery tried hard to grasp their relationship, but he could not grasp it no matter how hard he tried. Hishands were full of sweat, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

The surveillance videos had long since stopped playing, but Avery felt that those images and soundswere still clearly circulating in his mind.

Avery had a stomachache, his face was deathly pale, and an extremely painful expression appeared onhis face as he was unable to accept reality.

It was as if he had fallen into an extremely terrifying nightmare. Cyrus was anxiously trying to wake himup, but apart from staring at the huge projection screen, Avery did not respond at all.

The case had already concluded. Micheal did not say a word. After Hector announced that they couldleave, he directly left.

Micheal disdained to say one more word to Avery or explain anything. Moreover, things had alreadycome to this point. Even if he were to grovel and admit his mistake now, it would already be useless.

Avery pressed his palm against the table. After such a long time, he was still full of confidence thatDarlene had done something wrong to him.

He actually thought that he was extremely magnanimous as he did not pursue Darlene’s mistakes andwas not in a hurry to replace trouble with Gustave and the Walpole family. Instead, he was willing to continueto keep Darlene by his

side.

Avery thought that he was affectionate and had done his best for Darlene.

But it turned out that when the truth was revealed, it was unbearable to see how many crimes he hadcommitted.

Avery crouched down as if he was exhausted. He watched the people in the

court leave one after another in a daze, and then the empty court.

His palm trembled violently, and he only spoke after a long time. “I’m sorry,

Darlene. I’m sorry for her and her child. I don’t deserve to keep her.”

Cyrus was anxious to help Avery up and persuade him to go to the hospital first. But Cyrus saw Averysuddenly cough violently for a while.

Avery had been healthy, but he actually coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Cyrus was shocked. When he anxiously called the people from the court to help him, Avery directlyfainted.

After Cyrus sent Avery to the hospital, the doctor checked him. The doctor looked serious, and he tookAvery into the emergency room directly without sending him to the ward.

In another ward downstairs.

Darlene sat on the hospital bed, unable to sit still. She tried to calm down, but in the end, she was unableto calm down.

She clicked open her mobile phone, then closed it. Opened it and closed it.

Nathen stood to the side and examined Darlene. Seeing that her face had turned pale from nervousness,he reminded her, “The results might be out soon. Why don’t you give Mr. Walpole a call? If you can’t wait,just ask him directly.”

Darlene hesitated. In the end, she still put her phone back on the bedside table. “No need. This time, itwill definitely be done. I believe in him.”

Nathen’s hand that was writing on the medical record suddenly paused.

Nathen remembered that a few months ago when Darlene and Gustave had not

met, she had also said this when she asked him for help. “Dr. Elicott, I believe in you.”

Nathen remembered that she had said this to him many times, but during this

period of time, she had not said it again.

Sometimes, Nathen could not help but want to ask her why she trusted Gustave so much.

Just because of that half year in the orphanage, but at that time, Darlene was only eleven or twelveyears old.

At such a young age, coupled with the fact that Darlene did not remember what happened before shewas twelve years old, would she still have a very deep memory of the half–year she met Gustave?

Nathen wanted to ask, but it was just a thought. He did not dare to ask.

For Darlene, Nathen always had a sense of self–abasement for no reason. It was like he always tried tohide his true self in front of her and pretended to be gentle and elegant.

Darlene put down her phone and unconsciously grasped the quilt.

Until some noisy footsteps and voices came from outside, Darlene vaguely

heard Gustave’s voice.

Nathen took the electronic thermometer and intended to measure Darlene’s

temperature.

The thermometer just reached her forehead and eagerness surged in Darlene’s eyes. She suddenlyreached out and pushed Nathen’s hand away. She hurriedly

got out of bed and put on her slippers. She wanted to go out.