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.”

of the corridor, Darlene anxiously returned to

little hot.

Gustave treat his

the years. When she saw someone get injured, she wanted to immediately deal with the wound with her

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

hurt himself.

in the wheelchair and had to raise his head in front of everyone. He was unable

to vent

outsiders including the doctors. He often left

to learn how to treat wounds. Later, other than taking care of Avery’s life,

minor illness.

recovered, Darlene still kept the habit. The moment she saw the wounds

gauze.

sat on the

was quiet as she was the only one left. She finally heaved a sigh of relief.

was she always so easily tempted?

her thought

maid. She

he’s standing outside the villa. But Mr. Walpole

wet, Mr. Walpole will

Darlene placed on the coffee

found the message was from Avery. “Darlene,

clenched her fist. She frowned,

was heavy. Darlene looked out through the window covered by a

of haze.

and saw a familiar black car parked at the

He was standing outside the car without holding an

umbrella.

of late autumn night drenched his entire body from the top of

he could not receive

but

on my behalf.

wife

mentally ill. As her husband, I can choose not to stay with her for the time being for her sake,

she is

wore a troubled expression. He was waiting for a

waiting for a long time, Avery only received an extremely cold reply from

does not want

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