A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 133 Darlene Is Dying

Nigel had never begged Avery like this before. He was still young, and for a very long time, he had no idea how much Darlene had suffered because of Avery.

Later, he found out gradually, but because he hated Avery’s guts, he never begged Avery.

Yet Nigel was twelve years old anyway, and he had started to understand a lot of things that he was supposed to understand.

He had no choice but to accept the fact. If Avery didn’t want to leave them alone, chances were, Darlene would never be able to get away from Avery even till the day she

died.

Avery ignored Nigel’s words. He had no way to respond to Nigel’s words anyway. Leaving them alone was something he couldn’t do, and he even found it hard to look into Nigel’s eyes.

Avery looked at Darlene, who cowered into the corner, shivering. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, “Darlene, I was careless, and I should be blamed for what happened today. But relax. Douglas has already paid the price. It’s almost midnight now, so let’s go back to the ward to get some rest, OK?”

Darlene still did not speak. She couldn’t hear out of her left ear, and now her right ear was ringing because of her great mood swings.

She had almost lost hearing in both ears, and she could no longer hear what Avery was saying. She put her hands around herself, trembled, and stared at him with her dark

eyes.

Under her gaze like that, Avery even subconsciously wanted to flee.

They were in a stalemate just like that. As time passed slowly, Darlene kept curling up

the corner, and no one could get close to her.

She was like a hedgehog, with spikes all over her body, watching everyone around her

warily.

No one could come near her, and no one could communicate with her.

Avery stood a few steps away from her, and they looked at each other in silence.

In just a few months, they went from being a loving couple to each other’s enemies who

in

shared such a tense and hateful relationship.

were his shadow. Yet now, though she was

voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a trace of panic that

I should think more about it. Maybe

us can be fixed. Maybe we can meet halfway. Maybe there is a way that’s

face was ghastly pale, and her eyes were slightly sunken due

exhaustion.

surrounding her, including the doctors, the nurses, Nigel, and Avery.

but the cold and hard wall, and there was no room for her to

retreat.

deep voice, “There is something wrong with her. It could be that she is

face was tense. He hesitated for a second and was still unwilling to leave. He said, “What if something happens to her while

Darlene

the room. However, if one was

down before anything. We can talk things over, right? Nigel is still a kid. I’m sure you don’t want to

scare him.”

saw him approaching, she shrank back even

stood up from the ground to stop Avery,

hates you! She doesn’t like you! She almost died just now. It’s all “Ca because of you!

feeling unable to even take a step

blinking. He felt that there was something wrong

with

her face. It seemed that she was exerting great

the corner of her

pinched her chin, pressing it down hard, his eyes

biting the tip of her tongue as she

to use force.

with dizziness was overwhelming her, and her eyelids began to drop. She tried

to hold on.

had already asked the nurse to bring over the tranquilizer, and he took a syringe and

too much strength, and then he used

fight with all her might, as if determined to die, unwilling to let go of her teeth or say a word.

fear, and his forehead was covered in

talk about killing themselves by biting their tongues,

mind, the possibility of dying by biting off one’s tongue

tongue. The instinctive reaction of one’s body would prevent one

analyses all fell