A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 1 Can’t Live For Half A Year

“The terminal heart failure. Unless you change your heart, it will be difficult to live for half a year.” The doctor’s words still echoed in Darlene Garcia’s

ears.

It was summer, and the continuous rain seemed to never stop.

In the dark bedroom, the wind blew up a thin layer of gauze curtain in front of the floor–to–ceiling window, and the rain soaked the dark leather sofa.

Darlene sat in front of the bed in a daze, shivered, and suddenly came back to

her senses.

It was already dark, and she sat for another afternoon.

Darlene got up, walked over, and closed the window. The moment the rain

fell on her pale arm, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

When she returned to bed, she picked up her pen and signed her name on the divorce agreement. Together with the diagnosis sheet that said “terminal heart failure“, she put them into the drawer.

Since she would die soon, she might as well fulfill their wishes.

“Bang!”

The door was suddenly kicked open, and almost the entire room shook.

A long black shadow broke in, and it seemed to arrive in front of her in an

instant.

“A…” However, just as Darlene said this, she was suddenly lifted, and her entire body was heavily smashed onto the bed.

Avery leaned down and fiercely tore off the nightgown on her. His voice was

fierce as if he wanted to tear her apart, “You vicious slut!”

This was the first sentence he had said to her this week.

Ever since Vivian Sheridan, who had disappeared for three years, returned a week ago, Avery had left this place with a divorce agreement.

There was no light on. In the faint light, she could not see the expression on his face clearly, but Darlene could feel that his eyes, which had always been indifferent, were now filled with ruthlessness.

The sudden pain of her body being torn apart seemed to deepen along with the dull pain in her heart.

Darlene opened her mouth wide and tried her best to breathe heavily, her voice barely audible. “Avery, I am tired. Can you not do this?”

Avery used to grab her neck fiercely contracted, not giving

to

want? Three years ago, you instigated my grandmother to force Vivian to

spread out from her throat. Darlene

from rushing out of

difficulty. “I don’t

I didn’t. Vivian left on her own back then.”

grandmother to force Vivian away and then let me marry you. Darlene, I

up and put on his clothes. And then he suddenly pulled her up and threw her on the

he would definitely have killed this venomous

a muffled sound, and the bone–piercing pain instantly spread throughout her limbs.

fall. “Whether you believe it or not, I have never hurt Vivian over these years.”

in disgust. It was a hot summer night, but his voice was like ice that could

tomorrow, if I see you again, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death.”

onto the bed, and her heart ached,

to divorce me because

baseless words.

from her feet. “If I say that I can only live for half a year, do you

frowned. He approached her in a few steps, grabbed her neck, and

pulled her up.

Darlene could not

no longer be held back. Darlene suddenly spat out the blood, staining the bed sheet. In this kind of unconscious state,

year? Heh! Darlene, even if you were to die in

will never spare you another

the blood from the corner of her lips. Finally, she no longer had any hope. “Okay, then let’s divorce.”

shut, and Avery

to bed in a daze. She didn’t know when her tears fell, but she could only hear her own laughter. It was cold and

that she had a terminal illness, terminal heart

end,

more and

rapid gasps. She crawled to the bedside with all her might. She took out a bottle of medicine and poured out a few

bedside had long been cold. She struggled

entire body was covered in a cold sweat. She was so cold that she trembled. She hadn’t eaten anything for the entire day.

made her feel uncomfortable and made her retch.

longer had the strength to go downstairs to

the bed and struggled to climb onto the

a big bed, she curled up and occupied

and cold.

of lightning flashed by, suddenly lighting up the room as if it was

pale face, which had lost all color

Darlene felt she was about to die from the pain, her consciousness fell into chaos. She seemed to return