A Wound that Never Heals

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 255

Chapter 255 I Was Wrong

The large bedroom was cleaned spotless, which made the whole room empty and deserted.

There was still a lot of Darlene’s stuff in the bedroom. Her clothes, toiletries, and some of the things she used to paint with were intact.

They had never been moved. The servants cleaned her bedroom every day, but they never dared to touch her things.

At a glance, it looked like she still lived here.

There were still her skincare products on the dressing table, her toothbrush and towels in the bathroom, and her clothes and shoes in the cloakroom.

When Darlene divorced Avery and left with Gustave, she took none of them away with her.

She hated the place genuinely, so, as soon as the divorce was finalized, she couldn’t wait to leave and never wanted to come back.

And since these things had been in Avery’s bedroom in Southwood Villa forever, she hated them, too.

Avery staggered into the bedroom step by step. Only then did he realize that even though Darlene had just disappeared, it had already been a long time since she had left Southwood Villa.

To be more precise, she stopped caring about and missing this place half a year ago.

As he walked inside, those memories pressed down on him like a mountain.

He stumbled and had a terrible headache.

Nearly falling over, he grabbed the edge of the sofa and slumped into it.

He thought, I remember now. What took it so long? How come I’m only starting to remember now?

years and have been married for

time we shared was in fact so bitter to

Grandma wanted her to be

married me, being a substitute for another woman.

me for so many years, only to have another woman come back, and I tortured her every second.

her was a forced abortion, boiling water on her body, making her get down to her knees in the

mental hospital and suffered from heart failure

which had anything to do with feelings

treat her with nothing but cruel torment.

hand to press his forehead, wanting to force these abrupt and terrifying memories back and

the sealed memories were so vivid that he could no longer ignore them whatsoever. He did everything with his own hands. He did every

was covered

felt

the night, he got up, went to the French windows,

in, and he could no longer deceive himself and

fallen into the deep sea, didn’t die from depression or extreme emotions. And she didn’t die from the Swale family and Gustave’s negligence. He killed her

him only half a year to torment her beyond recognition and to drive her into a corner until there was no longer any hope left for her

in his throat, and he looked at the night sky and said painfully, “Darlene, I was wrong. I

was wrong, and he was the one who deserved to

was

time since they had a

from early morning until late at

in the morning, would they go home and take

went out

her mind to fall into the sea, and Rylie, who

well as many other servants in

was deserted. When the three came back at night,

next day, the hospital called him

had an