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?

ten years and have been married for two

time we shared was in fact

Grandma wanted her to be

me, being a substitute for another woman.

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

body, making her get down to her knees in the rain, and blood spitting onto the ground in the rain.

to prison and the mental hospital

of which had anything to

treat her with

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

them whatsoever. He did everything with his own hands. He did every bit of them to his wife who had taken care of him for so many years.

body was covered in a cold

same time, he felt as if

went to the French windows, and

he could no longer deceive

she didn’t die from the Swale family and Gustave’s negligence. He

recognition and to drive her into a corner until there was no longer

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

one who was wrong, and he was the one who

Swale family was in their villa.

since they had a proper

Darlene from early morning until

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

went out again.

her mind to fall into the sea, and Rylie, who left that night, shouldn’t

as well as many other servants in the

the three came back

day. The next day, the

an