A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 113 Mr. Walpole, You Are Drunk
Braylen always said whatever he wanted. Hearing Adam’s words, he lazily joked, “Darlene looks like me. What is that? What is
this called? This is what people call the couple’s face.”
Adam was shocked by Braylen’s words. Ms. Garcia was married. Her husband was still sitting on the sofa not far away.
Moreover, Adam said that Darlene and Braylen looked alike because he thought of something else. But Braylen was obviously
only interested in beautiful women.
As for the sister he lost, Braylen did not expect that after nearly twenty years she would suddenly appear in front of him.
Adam coughed and lowered his voice, “Mr. Swale, you should watch what you say. Mrs. Swale is still here. You will be scolded
again later.”
Braylen sneered, “That’s nothing. Didn’t you see that Mr. Gallard has already. introduced women to Avery? Stupid Katrina has
been exceedingly arrogant.”
“Anyone can see that Ms. Garcia and Avery were going to divorce very soon. This just
gives me an opportunity.”
“For such a beauty to marry Avery, it is a waste of a treasure.”
As Braylen spoke, he lost control of his voice and gradually became louder.
Dakota Swale quickly gave him an annoyed warning look.
Only then did Braylen lower his voice, “Adam, you think of a way for me. I will find a
chance later to meet Ms. Garcia.”
Adam was in great distress, secretly breaking out in cold sweat.
Outside the villa, as soon as Darlene went out, she took a taxi and left.
She didn’t know where to go for a while, so she could only give the address of the hospital first, thinking about taking her
chances and going to the hospital to look for

Reina.
Perhaps Avery had placed Reina in the hospital.
The taxi was driving to the hospital. When passing by a mall, Darlene saw a woman standing by the roadside. At first glance, the
woman looked familiar.
When the taxi got closer, she saw clearly that it was Aleena.
Darlene immediately called the driver to stop. She thought of the last time she
borrowed money from Aleena for help. She wondered if Avery found out later and made things difficult for Aleena.
In Baltimore, a metropolis, Aleena had no one to rely on since her fiancé passed away a few years ago. She still owed a large
sum of money to the bank.
If Avery made things difficult for Aleena, life would be even harder for her.
Aleena, who was standing outside the mall, seemed to be waiting for someone, carrying many bags in her hands.
When she noticed Darlene coming out of the taxi, she was stunned for a moment. She immediately smiled and waved at
Darlene.
The taxi driver glanced over and asked, “Miss, do you need me to wait for you?”
Darlene paid the taxi fare and got out of the car, “No, thank you.”
Not far away, Aleena immediately walked over with a surprised expression, “Why are you here? Didn’t you bring your
grandmother away? Why are you still in Baltimore? It’s easy for Avery to find you like this.”
Aleena was anxious and wanted to immediately pack Darlene up and throw her out of
Baltimore.
Darlene made a long story short, “He found us at the station and controlled my grandmother. I can’t leave now.
Darlene did not want to talk about these things. She looked at the large shopping bags in Aleena’s hands and changed the topic,
“What are you buying so many things for? Are they all vegetables?”

Aleena cursed and smashed the shopping bags in her hand on the pillar next to her, “Avery, this bitch, is shameless!”
Darlene was amused by her appearance and went over to comfort her, “It’s okay. I may have owed him in my previous life. It is
also good. I am worried that I don’t have the money to treat my grandmother.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a black car stopped beside them.
The passenger seat window rolled down and Gustave looked outside, “Get in the car.”
He noticed Darlene beside Aleena and looked surprised, “Darlene, you are here too. You didn’t answer my calls. Why are you
still in Baltimore?”
In the back seat, Abigail also followed and looked at Darlene with hostility.
Abigail did not look at Darlene with the kind of hostility of an adult, but more like a child looking at something she hated.
Darlene replied awkwardly, “Maybe my phone is broken. I didn’t pay much attention. Aleena, are you busy? Then get in the car
first. You guys go first. I should go now.”
Aleena went to the back of the car and stuffed a few shopping bags into the trunk. She turned around and pulled Darlene into the
back seat.
“Let’s go together. Our crew will have a barbecue. It just so happens that you and Mr. Walpole are familiar with each other. It will
be livelier with more people.”
The door of the back seat opened, and Abigail’s eyes could even dig holes in Darlene’s
body.
Darlene refused, “I won’t go. I still have something to do. You just go.”
Gustave urged her, “Let’s get in the car together. It’s almost time for dinner. No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat.”
“This is the crew dinner for ‘Star and You‘. Speaking of which, you can be considered the screenwriter and director. It just so
happens that you can go together to look for actors. We just finished the beginning of the selection. If anyone is not suitable, we
can change
him.”

Darlene did not want to go. She was afraid that if she went, Abigail would embarrass her
first.
Gustave interrupted her, “How are you so hesitant? We agreed that you were the screenwriter and the director. You have to go. I
have been calling you all the time, but
can’t find you.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at Aleena, “Aleena, take her away.”
Aleena immediately nodded. “Okay, Mr. Walpole.”
She got out of the car and pulled Darlene into the car roughly. The driver immediately
locked the door.
When the car stopped outside the villa, Darlene did not say a word.
She had left Gustave without saying goodbye yesterday, and she had not even picked up his calls. Thinking about it, she felt a
little guilty for no reason when she suddenly saw him again.
Speaking of which, Gustave did not seem to have done anything wrong to her. He kindly helped her leave. In the end, when she
left, she did not even say anything.
They went over later, and the others had already arrived. They had set up a barbecue rack in the backyard of the villa, and the
ingredients were almost all strung.
Everyone was busy, and no one noticed Darlene.
Aleena took out the fruit she bought and went to wash with Darlene. She asked Gustave, “Mr. Walpole, do you have a fruit
basket in your house? Where is it?”
Gustave answered, “I don’t know. Go ask Darnell.”
Aleena looked puzzled, “Isn’t this your home?”
Gustave sat on the sofa and looked at his laptop, “I don’t live here often and I haven’t been here for more than a year.”

Aleena was silent for two seconds and looked at Darlene, “Do you think he is showing
off his wealth?”
Several crew members who came in to serve tea also laughed.
When the ingredients were all strung together, everyone roasted food in the backyard.
Gustave usually drank in moderation. But today, he chatted with a group of young
people and drank a lot. No one knew if he was happy or unhappy.
Darlene had a heart attack and couldn’t drink alcohol. She drank some juice and didn’t eat much meat skewers.
She spent more time roasting and felt a little uncomfortable from the smell of smoke. She suddenly remembered that she hadn’t
taken the medicine this morning.
She turned around and left. She carried her bag to the restroom and planned to take the medicine before washing her face to
relieve herself.
When she came out of the restroom, she suddenly saw Gustave standing outside.
Darlene did not expect that he would suddenly appear. She subconsciously took a step back and said a little uncomfortably, “Mr.
Walpole, there is no one inside. You can go
in.”
Gustave drank wine, and his eyes were a little red. Darlene remembered that he had
never seen him like this.
He had always been calm and measured, and would never do anything inappropriate.
But now, he approached and blocked Darlene in the corner. He asked, “Darlene, are you
Darlene?”
Darlene was frightened by him. She could clearly smell the alcohol all over his body. She panicked a little, “Mr. Walpole, you are
drunk.”