A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 144

Chapter 144 She Forgets It

Darlene did not hesitate for a moment. There was even some urgency in her voice. “I have nothing to say to him.”

She was trying to control her emotions, but she was obviously in a hurry to explain. “I don’t have a home, and his place is not my home, so it’s not going back.”

Gustave nodded. “Alright, just think about it yourself. I heard from the servants that

you

didn’t eat much for dinner. I cooked some snacks downstairs. Why don’t we eat some together? Then you can take the medicine.”

Darlene was still holding the medicine in her hand, and she looked very embarrassed.

She had just lived here when Avery came to her door. She didn’t know how the convention was after that, but she felt that it had caused a lot of trouble for Gustave.

The hand holding the medicine curled up. She shook her head. “I’m not very hungry, so I won’t eat. Thank you, Mr. Walpole, for your kind intentions.”

Gustave looked at her. He was dressed in a black nightgown. His back was leaning against the door. In comparison, Darlene was too reserved. Even her body stood.

straight.

When he stared at her, Darlene looked even more embarrassed.

Gustave reached out and took the medicine from her hand. “Aurora, you don’t have to be so polite to me. Even if we haven’t seen each other for many years, we don’t need to be so polite and distant. I’m a casual person, so you don’t have to be so careful.”

Darlene blushed with embarrassment. “I’m indeed not hungry.”

“Let’s go. Eat some. You can’t be hungry with your current body.” He helped her

the medicine and turned around to leave.

Darlene could only follow downstairs. She

carry

Could not be as free as Gustave. It was like he

was facing an old friend that he had always known.

But what she could remember was that Gustave had saved her ten years ago in the sea. She vaguely remembered that she started to stay in the orphanage when she was ten years old and had known Gustave for half a year.

However, as for the details of their interactions, she could barely remember them. She

had a vague impression of

had two impressions of Gustave.

life.

the dining chair that had been pulled out for her, “Sit down. The doctor said that you are suitable

milk is more beneficial to your body than milk. If you are not used to it,

were two plates of spaghetti on the dining table, two glasses of soy milk, and soup that had just been cooked.

a mouthful of the spaghetti and swallowed it without thinking. “It’s delicious and I’m not picky.

was probably not much salt

tasteless.

egg covered with spaghetti was also a little burnt, but the egg yolk in the middle was not completely cooked.

glanced at it, but in the end, she did not

to eat spaghetti.

so late that I didn’t ask Kaley to cook. This is the first time I cooked spaghetti.

a mouthful of spaghetti entered his mouth, and the rest of his words stopped

lowered her head and ate the spaghetti even faster.

head.

felt so guilty as if the spaghetti had been cooked by

continued to use his fork to pick up the

was poked open and there was egg

Gustave managed to fry the

the spaghetti

laughing.

the spaghetti and pondered for a long time before reaching out to take the

the plate of spaghetti. She comforted him seriously, “Mr. Walpole, your cooking skills are already very good. Ordinary people can’t fry a soft–boiled egg. I have been learning it for a long time,

it.”

nonsense. Previously, Avery liked to eat soft–boiled eggs. For this, she really spent a lot of effort

help but laugh out loud,

to comfort

two plates of spaghetti together and let Darnell take them to the kitchen. He looked at Darlene and asked, “Can you also

words stunned

in the half year they

a little, but the taste is average. If Mr.

mind. If you need anything, I’ll help you,”

kitchen, indicating for

let out a soft “tsk”

about the bush. Is it so difficult to say he wants Ms. Garcia to cook spaghetti?

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