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

hoarse, and there was a trace of panic that

should think more about it. Maybe I should give in a bit more so that she can feel

Maybe we can meet halfway. Maybe there is a way that’s acceptable for both of

eyes

exhaustion.

nurses,

her was nothing but the cold and hard wall, and there was no room for her to

retreat.

something wrong with her. It could be that she is mentally ill. Why don’t you

for a second and was still unwilling to leave. He said, “What if something happens to her while I’m

that Darlene could do anything right

and there weren’t any sharp objects in the room. However, if one was determined to die, there would always be

all calm down before anything. We can talk things over, right?

scare him.”

him approaching, she shrank back even more

aside, became agitated. He stood up from the

now. It’s all “Ca because of you! You kept pushing her! She ended up here today because

froze, feeling unable to even take

without blinking. He felt that there was something wrong her, and

with

so did her face. It seemed that she was

her mouth that he suddenly realized what she was doing, and his

chin, pressing it down hard, his eyes scarlet. “Open your mouth! Are you

her fists tightly, her teeth biting the tip of her tongue

to use force.

single sound. The ringing in her ears mixed with dizziness was overwhelming her, and her eyelids began to drop. She tried her best

to hold on.

over the tranquilizer, and he took a syringe and squatted down beside

she could not use too much strength, and then he used the other hand to press her shoulder.

She began to fight with all her might, as if determined

fear, and his forehead was covered in

talk about killing themselves by biting their tongues, he had thought it was

of dying by biting

by biting off one’s tongue. The instinctive reaction of one’s body

right now, those rational analyses all fell apart in