A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 140 Gustave Is Drugged

Abigail did not really understand Cassius and Sandra’s real intentions. Seeing Gustave suddenly appear to be very uncomfortable, she thought that he was tired and

immediately stood up to support him.

“Gustave, you should go upstairs and have a rest. I will… I will ask someone to get some pills for you.”

The word “pills” pierced into Gustave’s mind like a needle. He was a little dazed. He forced himself to be a little rational and somewhat was out of control as he pushed

Abigail away.

Abigail saw that Gustave’s eyes were strangely red and she shouted angrily, “Get lost!”

Abigail took a step back in fear and did not dare to stick close to Gustave. She looked at the servant beside her and said, “You. Go help him!”

Cassius said in a cold voice and insisted, “It’s not up to him! Abigail, help him up. I don’t believe that I can only watch my son be fooled around by a woman like that!”

Abigail was not willing to go over it again. No matter how stupid she was, she could still feel Gustave’s hostile and guarded eyes. With such a gaze, it was as if she was an unpardonable bad guy.

Abigail looked at Cassius strangely. “Mr. Walpole, let the servant help Gustave. And I, I am weak. Why do you want me to help him alone?”

Sandra was so angry that her face turned sullen. This fool. How can she be so smart at

this time?

Sandra finally managed to convince Cassius with great difficulty, saying that in order to stop Gustave from being bewitched by Darlene and to let him and Abigail get together earlier, they should solve the current problem first.

Moreover, since Abigail was not very smart, it was naturally best to control her. This was exactly what Cassius wanted. He would not let Gustave be used by women because of his feelings.

However, Sandra did not expect Abigail to suddenly not cooperate.

Sandra tried her best to control her emotions. She approached Abigail and said coldly,

“Abigail, I am doing this for your own good. Have you forgotten? We agreed before that if you give birth to a child for Gustave, he will marry you and treat you well.”

Gustave’s eyes were red. “Sandra, you are dreaming!”

Abigail grasped her hand tightly, her face pale as she shook her head. “But you never said that Gustave would not like it. I don’t want to do that anymore. Let’s go back. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”

Sandra became furious, and the tone of her suppressed voice changed. “It’s not up to you, Abigail. Do you really think that the Bullock family has raised you for so many years for nothing? If you want to stay in the Bullock family, then obediently bring Mr.

Walpole up.”

Sandra lowered her voice and pretended to tidy up Abigail’s collar. She leaned close to Abigail’s ear and only the two of them could hear her words.

I am Aurora? I am the person Gustave has been thinking about for many

good to me. He said that he would take me away to protect me,

fake!”

Abigail. “You lied to me and let me be a bad

angry that her face was trembling. “Abigail, are you crazy?”

She grabbed the bag on the sofa and was about to go

matter had to be done

couldn’t be done.

and calm. No one noticed that Gustave

bodyguards with him and barged in from

blocked the way outside, but they

he looked at

support Gustave. “Sir, what’s

the wall and walked out. There were beads of sweat dripping down his

a low voice, “Stop him, Darnell. You are not in

glanced at Cassius. He took a fruit

table.

Walpole, my salary is

was so angry that he was speechless for

to stop Darnell and instructed a few servants, “What are you waiting for? Stop him! Do you want to be

thumb. “Ms. Bullock, did you forget about what happened last time when the

spoke, he took a step closer. “The gun is not a real one. As for whether this knife is real or not,

Darnell warily. “What are you

tell that you don’t have the guts to

his gaze over the servants beside him, and the servants immediately lowered

their heads.

the butler and the servants who were guarding outside

been beaten down.

were here to earn some money, not to sell their lives. Only a fool would go

of a knife at this time.

was now angry. He wanted

was so painful that he could not get up from the sofa.

took the knife, turned around, and immediately drove back to

villa.

of the old house and was planning

seat suddenly said, “Bring it over.”

for a moment and turned around to look. “Mr. Walpole, what

black shirt had already unbuttoned three or four buttons. The flickering light from outside the car window shone in, and Gustave’s

immediately looked away. He was straight!

in the back seat was a little strained.