A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 8 He Splashes Boiling Water On Her

The tea splashed on Vivian and then flowed to the ground.

Vivian had a panicked expression as she slipped and fell.

The cup in her hand naturally rolled to the ground. Vivian covered her lower abdomen and groaned in pain, “It hurts. It hurts. My child…”

Avery hurried over. Darlene had already known what would happen next.

But, Darlene still hoped that Avery would see the cup in Vivian’s hand, and could guess that the tea was not spilled by Darlene.

Therefore, Darlene said, “I did not splash the tea. You also saw it. The cup is in her hand, not in my hand.”

Vivian leaned against Avery’s chest with an expression of pain. It seemed that she was unable to stand up. Vivian cried in a grievance, “Ms. Garcia, I know that you don’t like me, but you can say it out. You know that I am pregnant, so why did you pour hot tea on me? I was anxious to stop you, so I snatched the cup.”

As Vivian spoke, she looked at Avery with guilt. “I’m sorry, Avery. I shouldn’t care about this child. After all, it is not your child. But it is mine. I am really…

really…”

Vivian stopped speaking halfway and kept crying.

Avery was angry. He carried Vivian up the stairs. “Go upstairs and rest first. I’ll let the doctor take a look at you.”

Vivian leaned into Avery’s embrace and looked at Darlene with a pleased expression. However, she pretend to be weak and said, “Avery, don’t blame Ms. Garcia. After all, vou and she are already husband and wife…”

Avery did not say a word.

Darlene stood downstairs, and she felt that something wrong would happen. She knew that Avery would not let her go.

Darlene had just had a miscarriage operation and was suffering from cardiac failure. She could not stand Darlene’s torment.

Darlene suddenly felt afraid and did not know what was waiting for her. Darlene turned around and wanted to go outside.

The nanny immediately came over to stop Darlene. “Ms. Garcia, please wait here. Mr. Gallard seems to have something to tell you.”

Darlene’s face was a little pale. She looked at the nanny and noticed the

hostility in her eyes.

Darlene was still wondering why this new nanny was so hostile towards her when Avery came downstairs.

straight face. Without saying a word, Avery took a pot of tea from the

at Darlene.

the side, but the tea

shoulder and neck.

of her neck and shoulder were instantly flushed

thought, if I had not dodged just now, my

suddenly turned pale, and beads of sweat dripped

if she had seen a ghost, Darlene desperately retreated

avoid Avery.

holding the teapot in his hand, and he was

moment.

he did not expect it would be boiling water. In the past, when the servants or Darlene prepared tea, the water in the teapot would always

had just caused Vivian to fall and how Darlene had hurt Vivian before, Avery

his mind.

said somewhat unnaturally, “I have warned you many times not to hurt

Darlene’s eyes turned red and she retreated in fear to distance herself from Avery. Then, Darlene

water that had just been splashed had left a large puddle

the nanny. He said,

can pack up.

“Get lost.”

explain in panic, but Vivian’s weak voice came from the stairs. “Avery, it’s not her fault. I remember that you used to like hot tea. I was worried that you wouldn’t like it when it was cold, so I asked her to take out the teapot

someone, blame me.”

could only give up and let the nanny continue to stay.

on his back. Avery took Seth into Vivian’s bedroom and asked Seth to examine

not scalded. After all, the cup of tea had already cooled

accompanied Seth downstairs, he saw

ask

look at Darlene.

time, Darlene did not open the door. Instead, the sound of the door being

simply done something unnecessary. Avery

like Darlene?

go directly. Avery accompanied Vivian downstairs for dinner and then went to the study to deal with the

locked.

I had poured boiling water on her, she was the one

was she who did not open the door.

knocked on the door impatiently with a cold face. “Darlene, one last time, open the door.”

carpet in the corner and looked at the door in horror. The knocking on the door kept