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?

for ten years and have been married for two

shared

met me because Grandma wanted her to be my blood bank.

being a substitute for another woman.

everything to take care of me for so many years, only to have another woman come back, and I tortured her every second.

on her body, making her get down

to prison and the mental hospital and suffered

countless things, yet none of which had anything to

with

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

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

covered in

he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

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

wind whistled in, and he could no longer deceive himself

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

him wholeheartedly. It took him only half a year to torment her beyond recognition and to drive her into a corner until there was

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

was wrong, and he was the one who deserved to

family was in their

a long time since they had a proper meal.

for Darlene from early morning until

early in the morning, would they go home and take

went out again.

into the sea, and Rylie,

Dakota still fired Rylie as well as many

three came back at night, they barely talked.

day, the hospital called him and told him

an abortion.