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.”

was not the first or second time that she had vomited blood. She was already used to it. The doctor gave her a lot of instructions,

a bedroom for Darlene and Reina

was not used to it and stayed in

she somehow had that

the water and called her

not fall asleep anymore. She looked

so she

day. Darlene supposed

had already prepared breakfast and let Darlene and

first. She said that Gustave had called and

and looked upstairs. “Has Mr. Walpole’s mother eaten. yet?”

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

the meal, Darlene helped Reina sit on the sofa and

close to noon, the door opened

looked about the same age as Darlene and had beautiful facial features. The moment she entered the door, she laughed foolishly. She

her. For some reason, she seemed a little familiar. She realized that it was impolite to look

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

cousin, Abigail

her before.”

been brought here. If she told anyone, people would find out that Darlene stayed there.

already helped her a lot. Moreover, Gustave seemed to attach great

not say much and

her. She took a small ornament on the

at his own head, hinting that there was something wrong with Abigail’s

turned around, and continued

Darlene felt

should leave

if he wanted to ask Abigail something. Probably because Darlene was there,

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

excuse to get up and help Reina up. “I’ll take you up to sleep for a while. You tossed and turned last night, so you definitely didn’t sleep

and got up

Gustave took the tea that the servant brought over and placed

Abigail’s eyes. It looked cute. If not for the fact that her brain was injured and