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 two years.

once, but the time we shared was

Grandma wanted her to be my blood

being a substitute for another

everything to take care of me for so many years, only to have another woman

her get down to her knees

to prison and the mental hospital and suffered from

of which had anything to do with feelings

with nothing

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

his own hands. He did every bit of them to

entire body was covered in a cold

at the same time, he felt as if he had

got up, went to the French

wind whistled in, and he could no longer deceive himself and avoid anything.

fallen into the deep sea, didn’t die from depression or extreme emotions. And she didn’t

half a year to torment her beyond recognition and to drive her into

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

wrong, and he was the one who deserved to die.

was

since they had a proper meal.

looking for Darlene from early morning until

night, or even early in the morning, would they go home and

dawn, they went out

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

fired Rylie as well as many

the three came back at night, they barely

day. The next day, the hospital called

had an