A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 113 Mr. Walpole, You Are Drunk

Braylen always said whatever he wanted. Hearing Adam’s words, he lazily joked, “Darlene looks like me. What is that? What is this called? This is what people call the couple’s face.”

Adam was shocked by Braylen’s words. Ms. Garcia was married. Her husband was still sitting on the sofa not far away.

Moreover, Adam said that Darlene and Braylen looked alike because he thought of something else. But Braylen was obviously only interested in beautiful women.

As for the sister he lost, Braylen did not expect that after nearly twenty years she would suddenly appear in front of him.

Adam coughed and lowered his voice, “Mr. Swale, you should watch what you say. Mrs. Swale is still here. You will be scolded again later.”

Braylen sneered, “That’s nothing. Didn’t you see that Mr. Gallard has already. introduced women to Avery? Stupid Katrina has been exceedingly arrogant.”

“Anyone can see that Ms. Garcia and Avery were going to divorce very soon. This just

gives me an opportunity.”

“For such a beauty to marry Avery, it is a waste of a treasure.”

As Braylen spoke, he lost control of his voice and gradually became louder.

Dakota Swale quickly gave him an annoyed warning look.

Only then did Braylen lower his voice, “Adam, you think of a way for me. I will find a

chance later to meet Ms. Garcia.”

Adam was in great distress, secretly breaking out in cold sweat.

Outside the villa, as soon as Darlene went out, she took a taxi and left.

She didn’t know where to go for a while, so she could only give the address of the hospital first, thinking about taking her chances and going to the hospital to look for

Reina.

Perhaps Avery had placed Reina in the hospital.

The taxi was driving to the hospital. When passing by a mall, Darlene saw a woman standing by the roadside. At first glance, the woman looked familiar.

When the taxi got closer, she saw clearly that it was Aleena.

Darlene immediately called the driver to stop. She thought of the last time she

if Avery found out

Baltimore, a metropolis, Aleena had no one to rely on since her fiancé passed away a few years ago. She still owed a large sum

life would

seemed to be waiting for someone, carrying many bags

she noticed Darlene coming out of the taxi, she was stunned for a moment. She

over and asked, “Miss, do you need

the taxi fare and got out of the car, “No, thank you.”

are you here? Didn’t you bring your grandmother away? Why are you

anxious and wanted to immediately pack Darlene up and throw her

Baltimore.

a long story short, “He found us at the station and controlled my grandmother. I can’t

talk about these things. She looked at the large shopping bags in Aleena’s hands and changed the topic, “What are you buying so many things for? Are

in her hand on the pillar next to her, “Avery, this

appearance and went over to comfort her, “It’s okay. I may have owed him in my previous life. It is also good. I am worried that I don’t have the money to

soon as she finished speaking, a black car

and Gustave looked outside, “Get in

noticed Darlene beside Aleena and looked surprised, “Darlene, you are here too. You didn’t answer my calls.

Abigail also followed and looked at Darlene with hostility.

Darlene with the kind of hostility of an adult,

much attention. Aleena, are you busy? Then get in

of the car and stuffed a few shopping bags

so happens that you and Mr. Walpole are familiar with each other. It will be

back seat opened, and Abigail’s

body.

refused, “I won’t go. I still have

time for dinner. No matter how

considered the screenwriter and director. It just so happens that you can go together to look for actors. We just finished the beginning of the selection. If anyone is not suitable, we

him.”

go. She was afraid that

first.

her, “How are you so hesitant? We agreed that you were the screenwriter and the director. You have to

can’t find you.”

spoke, he turned to look at Aleena, “Aleena, take her

nodded. “Okay,

and pulled Darlene into the

locked the door.

the villa,

picked up his calls. Thinking