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?

been married for two years. Those years seemed

shared was

wanted her

a

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

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

sent to prison and the mental hospital and suffered

none of which had anything to do with feelings

used to treat her with nothing but cruel torment.

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

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

covered

hot, but at the same time, he felt as if he had fallen into an

the darkness of the night, he got up, went to the French windows, and opened them

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

or extreme emotions. And she didn’t die from the Swale family and Gustave’s negligence. He killed

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

felt a lump in his throat, and he looked at the night sky

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

family was in their villa.

had been a long time since they had

for Darlene from

night, or even early in the

dawn, they went out again.

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

well as many other servants in the

was deserted. When the three came back

left Josefina that day. The next day, the hospital called him and told

an