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.”

doctor gave her a lot of instructions, carefully treated her, and put her on

arranged a bedroom for Darlene and Reina respectively,

was not used to it and stayed in the same room with her

was almost dawn, she somehow had that dream again. In the dream, the man

the water

fall asleep anymore. She looked out the window and saw

bright, so she got

left at night and did not return until dawn the next day. Darlene supposed the little girl he

had already prepared breakfast and

had called and would

and looked upstairs. “Has Mr.

soup and smiled, “Mrs. Walpole always eats in her room. She

on the sofa and massaged her legs.

close to noon, the door opened

as Darlene and had beautiful facial features. The moment she entered the

her. For some reason, she seemed a little familiar. She realized that it

the servants to pour

Sandra’s cousin, Abigail Bullock. Perhaps you

her before.”

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

a lot. Moreover, Gustave seemed to attach great importance to

and

ignored her. She took a small ornament on

at his own head, hinting that there was something

and continued to

a woman back, and Darlene felt

leave now.

the sofa opposite Abigail, as if he wanted to ask Abigail something. Probably because Darlene was there, he did not ask.

a little awkward. They reunited after a long time, and Darlene was also in the living room. There were some things that were hard

an excuse to get up and help Reina up. “I’ll take you up to sleep for a while. You tossed and turned last

weakly and got up to take

took the tea that the servant

a small mole under Abigail’s eyes. It looked cute. If not for the fact that her brain was injured and she looked a little silly when she smiled,