A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 177 About to Die of Heart Failure

Avery’s heart suddenly sank. He did not even notice he had dropped his phone. He immediately walked to the sofa with a tense expression.

“Darlene?”

Standing in the huge living room, he got no response. He had only turned to the French window and talked on the phone for a few words, and she was gone.

He shouted a few more times, but there was no response from Darlene. Instead, a servant who had gone to rest quickly came when she heard his shouts.

Avery had a terrible expression on his face. As he searched around, including places behind the curtains, he asked, “Did you see her?”

The servant was stunned for a moment before she realized who he was talking about. She hurriedly walked down. “She… Wasn’t Mrs. Gallard downstairs with you just now? I didn’t hear any noise upstairs. I don’t think anyone has come up.

A few servants stood below the stairs and panicked.

Then Avery said impatiently, “Go and look for her. Why are you just standing there?”

The servants finally snapped back to reality and fanned out in panic to search for

Darlene.

Soon, some people said, “Mr. Gallard, she isn’t in the bedrooms downstairs.”

“Mr. Gallard, she’s also not in the kitchen or the backyard.”

Avery looked around and walked upstairs with a cold face. “Search upstairs and the

terrace.”

Chaotic footsteps went upstairs, and the noise receded.

Darlene came out of the cupboard in the kitchen and looked at the knife on top of the

cupboard.

all the other knives should have been deliberately put away,

was no way to reach the top of the cupboard. She pulled a

1. it. Just as she reached the knife, a servant screamed behind her.

here! Mrs. Gallard, please come down. The knife is sharp. It is easy to fall when you stand

the people upstairs hurried down. Their footsteps quickly approached.

grabbed the knife and panicked. She was in a hurry to get down from the chair

over in a panic to support

upstairs, Darlene and the servant had already fallen to the ground. Then they

white, and she could not care less about anything else. She directly unsheathed the

away from her hand. “Let go of it! The knife is not a toy. Calm

down on her wrist. Avery reached out and grabbed the tip of the blade, putting his hand between the blade and

His

and he was a little anxious. “Darlene, I told

where she got all the strength, but she grabbed the knife so tightly that Avery

of the knife down

a bloody cut in Avery’s thenar space. Blood flowed along his palm onto her wrist and then dripped onto the ground. The blood was glaring.

the knife. It is dangerous to cut the thenar space. If you

out.” Then the servants could only shut up

the kitchen.

and there was only despair in her eyes as she

I have no more than two months.

He frowned. “What nonsense are you saying? You are alright. How could you get heart failure? I’ve called a doctor over to take a good look

emotionally.”

disease has tortured you for too many years. It has not been serious, but since we are having a baby, we should have it cured. It is problematic to take medicine during

got very emotional, but she said calmly and clearly, “I’m very clear–headed. I am going to die. In the past, you refused

let me go.

killed him. You killed your own flesh and blood, but you wanted another woman’s kid who

you just pretend to lose your memory and play dumb, right? But what you have done is done,

can never be

out her other hand and suddenly

the knife in his palm, grabbed his hand, and pressed the knife against

to be here. You were right. He should be six months