A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 142

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Darlene was sure that the sticky blood on her hand did not come from her.

When she reached her palm under her nose, she smelled a strong smell of blood. There was a lot of blood on her hand.

Just now, when Gustave leaned over to Darlene, he touched her palm.

Gustave’s hand that had been stabbed immediately moved back. He said in an awkward voice, “I’m fine.”

He propped his hand on the sofa and got up. In the dim night, he groped for the switch on the wall and turned on the light.

The dark bedroom was instantly brightly lit. Darlene clearly saw the blood on the sofa and on her hand.

A large amount of blood was shocking.

Gustave hid his hand away from her sight and turned to open the door. “Go back to your room for rest. It’s getting late. You still have to continue the drip tomorrow morning.”

Although his hand was hidden, Darlene still guessed where he was hurt. She got up and said, “You should have treated your wound earlier. I…

She wanted to say, “I’ll help you bandage the wound.” But she thought of something and finally said, “Let the doctor help you bandage.”

Gustave nodded and opened the door. “Okay, go to rest. If you can’t sleep, take a warm shower. Remember to eat the medicine on time as the doctor said.”

Outside the bedroom, Darnell and a servant were still standing there. There was another person. He was Gustave’s family doctor Jason Brown.

Jason had been waiting outside for a while. When he saw Darlene hurriedly walk out of the room to greet him and then immediately walk to the other side, Jason looked at Gustave with a curious expression. “Mr. Walpole, I came late. Do you still need my help?”

Why did Gustave look as if his desire was satisfied?

Gustave did not say anything. He looked at Darlene’s back at the end of the corridor and

returned to the room.

Jason asked Darnell, “Who is this girl?”

Darnell glanced at the gold–rimmed glasses on Jason’s nose. “You’re wearing glasses. Can’t you see it clearly?”

Jason immediately nodded and laughed. “I understand. It’s rare to see Gustave fall in

love.”

end of the corridor, Darlene anxiously returned

little hot.

how she almost said that she wanted to help Gustave treat his

an instinct that she had developed over the years. When she saw

year when Avery sat in the wheelchair, his mood was terrible, and

hurt himself.

powerful man. Suddenly, he sat down in the wheelchair and had to raise his head in front

to vent it.

to seeing any outsiders including the doctors. He often left large wounds on his hands and body, but he just ignored them.

wounds. Later, other than taking

minor illness.

moment she saw the wounds and bloodstains, she immediately wanted to get a sterilized

gauze.

door and sat on the sofa alone.

one left. She finally heaved a sigh of relief.

she always so easily

fists and was still immersed in her thought when she

maid. She vaguely heard

Mr. Walpole said

man gets wet, Mr. Walpole will be scolded by the chairman

intermittently. The phone Darlene placed on the

was from Avery. “Darlene, come

phone in her hand and clenched her fist. She frowned, got up to

outside was heavy. Darlene looked out

of haze.

a familiar black car parked at the gate.

He was standing outside the

umbrella.

of late autumn night drenched his entire body from the top

he could not receive Darlene’s

at Mr. Walpole’s place, but at most, you are taking care of

on my behalf.

wife

mentally ill. As her husband, I can choose not to stay with her for the time being for her sake, but I have the right to visit her no

that she is

stop Avery wore a troubled expression. He was waiting for a reply from Gustave on the

only

does not want

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