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?

other for ten years and have been married for two years. Those

once, but the time we shared was in fact

Grandma wanted her to be

a substitute for another woman.

of me for so many years, only to have another

down to her knees in the rain, and blood spitting onto

and the mental hospital

countless things, yet none of which had

used to treat her with nothing but cruel

his forehead, wanting to force these abrupt and terrifying memories back and tell himself that they

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

body was covered

same time, he felt as if he had

he got up, went to the French windows, and opened them all.

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

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

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

felt a lump in his throat, and he looked at the night sky and said painfully, “Darlene, I was wrong. I was really wrong.”

one who was wrong, and he was the

family was

been a long time since they had a proper meal.

out looking for Darlene from early

late at night, or even early in the morning, would they

they went out again.

fall into the sea, and Rylie, who left that night,

Rylie as well as many other servants

When the three came back at night,

left Josefina that day. The next day, the hospital called

had an