A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 102 Is It You?

Cassius looked at the time and it was already midnight. “There’s no hurry. Let’s talk about it tomorrow. I’ll bring you the information tomorrow morning. If you want to see her, you can go see her yourself tomorrow.”

Gustave had always been calm and collected. Cassius felt that no matter how anxious he was, he would not be in a hurry to see her now.

Moreover, it was already late at night and she should be sleeping.

Gustave clenched his fists and loosened them again. His tone was as calm as possible. “I’m done with work. I’ll go take a look now.

for ten Cassius reminded him in a deep voice, “She is just a girl who hasn’t seen you years. I know that you haven’t received love from us since you were a child, but you should know that in ten years, even the best person might change.

“What’s more, the little girl you saw back then was just a girl. How good could she be?”

Gustave said lightly, “If you don’t want to take me to see her, then forget it. I’ll call Mr. Jacobson myself.” Davian Jacobson was the director of the orphanage.

Cassius looked at him silently for a while and did not say anything more. He turned back.

and went out.

Gustave immediately went out together. When he reached the door, he stopped and looked back. He felt that someone was staring at him.

When he looked over, he saw Darlene standing behind the hollow wall in the living room. She probably stood there because he saw Cassius go out.

She should have heard what they said just now.

Gustave glanced at her and wanted to say something, but he did not. He turned around and walked out quickly. Cassius left with him.

Darlene still stood there, watching them go out, and then closed the door softly. For

some reason, she was in a trance for a moment.

Darnell approached from behind and said, “Ms. Garcia, Mr. Walpole must have something urgent to attend to.

“You just vomited blood. I’ll let the doctor check on you first. Mr. Walpole has already arranged a bedroom upstairs for you. Your grandmother is already sleeping upstairs.

Darlene retracted her gaze and nodded. “Okay.”

the first or second time that she had vomited blood. She was already used to it. The doctor gave her a lot of instructions, carefully treated her, and put her on a drip.

for Darlene and Reina respectively, but

to it and stayed in the same room with

somehow had that dream

water and

could not fall asleep anymore. She looked

so she got up to wash. up.

not return until dawn the next day. Darlene supposed the

housekeeper, had already prepared breakfast and let

had called and would come back later.

sat at the dining table and looked upstairs. “Has Mr. Walpole’s mother eaten. yet?”

them get soup and smiled, “Mrs. Walpole always eats in her room. She rarely comes out.”

on the sofa and massaged

close to noon, the door opened

looked about the same age as Darlene and had beautiful facial features. The moment she

couldn’t help but look at her. For some reason, she seemed a little familiar. She realized that it was impolite to look at the woman

her in and ordered the servants to pour her tea. Then he looked at

and explained, “This is Sandra’s cousin, Abigail Bullock. Perhaps you have seen

her before.”

skipped a beat. Someone from the Bullock family had been brought here. If she told anyone, people would

had already helped her a lot. Moreover, Gustave seemed to attach great importance to this person he brought

much and only smiled, “Hello, Ms.

a small ornament on the table and fiddled with it.

pointed at his own head, hinting that there

smiled awkwardly, turned around, and continued to massage

felt a

should leave

ask Abigail something.

awkward. They reunited after a long time, and Darlene was also in

Darlene saw that Reina was starting to doze off, she immediately found an excuse to get up and help Reina up. “I’ll

nodded weakly and got up to take her

they went upstairs, Gustave took the tea that the servant brought over

her brain was injured and she looked