A Wound that Never Heals

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Darlene Loses Control

Gustave had been in a coma for seven days in the hospital. He had survived a narrow escape from death. The first thing he said after waking up was to ask where Darlene was.

Darnell wanted to persuade Gustave to rest for a while longer, but he could not stop Gustave. Gustave directly got out of bed and went to Darlene’s ward.

Darnell told Gustave that Darlene’s heart transplantation was very successful. Then Gustave was barely relieved.

But when Gustave walked to the door of Darlene’s ward, what he saw was completely different from what he imagined.

Darlene’s mood was extremely terrible and she was out of control. There were chaotic sounds of things being smashed in the ward, the anxious voices of others, and Darlene’s hoarse and fearful cries.

Darlene’s face was pale and frightened. She curled up in the corner of the bed and trembled more and more violently.

She had no way to control herself. These people in front of her seemed to have Nathen’s faces, and she couldn’t get the bloody heart out of her mind.

When Darlene took advantage of the chaos to grab the fruit knife on the bedside table, Gustave quickly walked over and grabbed her wrist.

“Darlene, the heart transplant is over. Everything is going smoothly. There will be no more unpleasant things. Calm down.”

Darlene’s hand that was holding the fruit knife was grabbed. She couldn’t move anymore and she looked at Gustave with empty eyes. “He is dead.”

Gustave was dumbfounded. He thought that Darlene was just confused and asked, “Who is it?”

The others in the ward were silent, having no idea what to say.

Darnell rushed in. Hearing Darlene’s words, he looked sullen, and he did not speak.

Darlene’s tears fell uncontrollably. She felt that she was still alive, but more like she was dead.

the living person, whose heart was beating, was Nathen,

had nowhere to hide the fear in her heart. She said in a trembling voice, “Dr. Elicott is dead. My heart is his. He lied to me and gave me his heart. He also gave me his

shook her hand to grab Gustave’s arm and begged him, “I don’t want it. I beg you, help me return the heart to Nathen.

Darlene couldn’t make herself forget the fact and forget that

and asleep, her

not know that she could hear her own heartbeat. She had

was a heavy, rhythmic

his ears. He had been unconscious for seven days. When he woke up and learned that Darlene’s heart transplant was very smooth, he thought that everything was

by her

did not respond for a moment and looked sideways at Darnell, who

what Darlene said. Darnell also went to investigate

could not calm down after hearing all

finally had a way out and that she

the fact was

was unwilling to let her go, always having to

Gustave’s hand, her voice desperate and

jumped in my chest. I felt like I was going crazy. Mr. Walpole, look at me. I’m

she pulled the knife out forcefully and pressed it against

to take someone else’s life. I’ll take it out. Help me return it

reached

also began to tremble. He had never imagined

back, when Nathen told 8 that he had found a suitable heart for

Gustave thought about it, he suddenly understood Nathen’s strange words. “Gustave, you are not as

not that no one could find the good

his arms. He patted her back and wanted to comfort her, “Darlene, no matter what, it is not your fault. At this point, no one can

misunderstandings. Let’s investigate it carefully. The truth

he could always appease Darlene like this. Before her heart failed and she had not found a suitable heart for