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 years seemed the warmest and the most

time we shared was in fact so bitter to recall.

her to be my blood

a

for so many years, only to have another

her was a forced abortion, boiling water on her body, making her get down to her knees in the rain, and blood spitting onto the ground in

the mental hospital and suffered from heart

none of which

her with nothing but cruel torment.

these abrupt and terrifying memories

ignore them whatsoever. He did everything with his own hands. He did every bit of them to his wife who

entire body was covered in

time, he felt as

up, went

and he could no longer

didn’t die from depression or extreme emotions. And she didn’t die from the Swale

him wholeheartedly. It took 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

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

the one who was wrong, and he was the one who deserved to die. Not her.

was in their villa.

long time since they

out looking for Darlene from early morning

until late at night, or even early in the morning, would they go home and take

went out

to fall into the sea, and Rylie, who left that night, shouldn’t take the blame.

Rylie as well as many other

was deserted. When the three came back at night,

that day. The next day, the hospital called him and

an abortion.