A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 15 Darlene Stops Breathing
After a short moment in shock, Avery sneered. “Are you killing yourself? Darlene, try it. As soon as you died, I would kill both
your younger brother and your grandmother.”
Not only did Avery refuse to step back, he even took a step closer to Darlene, who was holding a knife. “And the close friend you
had in the orphanage, as well as the one who saved you and made you unable to forget. I would find them all and kill them to
accompany you.”
Darlene pointed the knife in her hand at her neck, and she kept stepping back until she was by the window.
Darlene laughed with teary eyes. “Go ahead. I don’t care about my own life. I won’t care about anyone else. You can kill as many
as you want.”
Avery’s face finally turned dark. It was the first time when he heard Darlene refusing to admit that she care about his younger
brother and her grandmother.
In the past, as long as Avery mentioned her family members, she would
always give in.
Avery frowned and said unhappily, “Darlene, put down the knife. You know that I’m not so patient.”
Darlene stared at him and held the knife, her hands trembling slightly. She
failed to control it. “No. I am an orphan. I have no father or mother. I owe the
Gallard family and Mrs. Gallard who raised me. But Avery, I don’t owe you
anything. You can’t always bully me like this.”
Darlene’s hand trembled and she almost failed to hold the knife. It was a
little slippery and pierced the skin on her neck. Her neck got hurt and soon
became bloody.
Avery put on an annoying expression. “One last time for you, put down the

knife.”
It was as if Darlene hadn’t heard anything, and she couldn’t feel any pain. Darlene continued murmuring to herself.
“I regret that I left with Mrs. Gallard at the orphanage. I thought that I finally had a home. I regret marrying you two years ago. I
thought that you would figure out who Vivian truly was and you would at least treat me well.”
Darlene struggled to hold back her tears. “But you didn’t treat me well. Avery, you are not good to me at all. In those three years,
you treated me like a servant. Today, three years have passed, and you have treated me as an enemy without any reason.”
Darlene put on more strength on her hand. And Avery frowned. He turned to comfort her gently, which he had never done before.
“All right. If you have words for me, free the knife and speak them out slowly. We are in the hospital. You are not doing anything
good here. If something bad happened, you would cause trouble for the doctor.”
Darlene hesitated. Avery saw it and felt quite unhappy.
The doctor who would be bothered no doubt included Nathen, her attending
physician. Darlene knew it well.
If Darlene killed herself here and something bad happened, Nathen would have to take responsibility.
Avery held back his anger and added, “All right, put down the knife. Let’s talk things out. Don’t mess around.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open. Vivian rushed in with a flustered face.
“Ms. Garcia, what are you doing? Drop the knife, it’s very dangerous!”
She shouted and quickly approached Darlene.
Darlene, who had just calmed down a little, became excited again.
Darlene recalled the disgusting words that Vivian had said to Jax, and then Jax pressed Darlene down on the bed. She stared at
Vivian and screamed. “Get away! Don’t move!”
Just as Vivian approached Darlene, Darlene lost her temper and pushed
Vivian.

Darlene didn’t put in much strength with her injured hand covered with a bandage, but Vivian immediately took a few steps back
and fell to the
ground.
Avery no longer cared about Darlene who was still holding a knife. He leaned over and helped Vivian up with a poker face.
“Darlene, you have overdone
it!”
Darlene laughed and looked at the two affectionate lovers in front. “What? Avery, I pushed her with my severely injured hand,
and the bandage is so thick. Can’t you see it? Are you blind?”
Vivian probably realized that she went a little too far. Vivian leaned on Avery and said in a low voice, “It’s not because of Ms.
Garcia. Avery, I just had a
miscarriage and I’m not feeling well. I just saw Ms. Garcia holding a knife. and I felt worried about her. So I fell to the ground in a
hurry.”
Avery became even angrier. “Vivian’s miscarriage was all your fault. Now that it was the case, how would you blame her for
being too weak?”
Vivian felt guilty and pushed Avery away. She hurried to say, “Avery, stop it. Ms. Garcia, please put down the knife. It is very
dangerous. I was the one who hurt your relationship. As long as you didn’t hurt yourself. I promise you that I would go abroad
today.”
As Vivian spoke, she directly went over to grab the knife in Darlene’s hand. “Hurry up and give me the knife, Ms. Garcia. Or we
would be in danger.”
It quickly became chaotic in the room. Vivian and Darlene were fighting over the knife. Avery went over with a poker face and
tried to pull Vivian away. “You don’t have to care about her. If she wants to kill herself, go ahead. Don’t hurt yourself instead.”
Vivian directly grabbed the knife and her hand got bloody. Then, Vivian freed the knife suddenly and her body staggered. It
looked like she was going to
faint.

Darlene was going to grab the knife, but Vivian suddenly freed it. The knife was then immediately stabbed into Darlene’s neck
because of Darlene’s
movement.
The blood burst out. Darlene heard the noise. Along with Vivian’s crying and Avery’s comforting words, Darlene suddenly felt a
sharp pain. She suddenly
threw out a mouthful of blood.
Avery was comforting Vivian and suddenly froze. He could not understand why Darlene would throw out such a large mouthful of
blood when her neck
was stabbed.
Avery did not even have time to think it over carefully. When he pushed Vivian away and got up, he saw the fruit knife in
Darlene’s hand suddenly fall
to the ground. With a loud noise, Darlene fainted on the ground.
It was silent in the room for a few seconds. After that, Darlene was still
throwing up blood. Almost in an instant, her face was deathly pale.
Avery squatted down with a dark face. Darlene lay on the ground and did not move at all. When Avery reached out to pat
Darlene’s face, he touched her nose and found that she had already lost her breath.
Avery had known Darlene for ten years. He knew best how stubborn she was. Darlene had hereditary heart disease since she
was a child, but she had never been seriously ill. She took the pills on time and never had a big problem.
It was the first time that he felt anxious for her.
Avery picked Darlene up by her waist and rushed out of the room. His voice trembled, “Doctor! Where is the doctor?”
Soon, doctors and nurses in the corridor pushed a bed over and quickly pushed Darlene into the emergency room.
A doctor hurried to arrange an emergency recovery and asked Avery urgently, “What illness did she have before?”

Avery was not confident when he answered. “Some heart disease.”
He added, “It wasn’t serious before.”
The doctor answered seriously, “How can it not be serious? Since she lost her breath and threw up blood, it must be a serious
heart disease. Did she have any cardiovascular disease, heart tumor, or even heart failure?”
Avery’s mind was in a mess. “Perhaps, no.”
The doctor frowned. “What do you mean? Make it clear. Who are you?”
“Husband.” For the first time, Avery felt that such a word made him feel
guilty.
The doctor looked down upon Avery and glanced at him. “Your wife has
already been so unwell. As her husband, you even don’t know what kind of illness she is suffering from? Forget it, you should go
pay the fees first. We will arrange for the rescue.”
Cyrus, who followed Avery here, took Avery’s card and went downstairs to pay for Darlene.
Avery sat outside the emergency room and remembered that when he touched Darlene just now, she lost her breath.
Avery could not help but tremble. He murmured in a low voice, “Yes, I am her husband. But I, but I don’t know anything about
her. How come?”
Darlene stayed in the emergency room for a long time. When she was pushed back into the room, the anesthetic in her body still
worked well and she was
still in a coma.
Avery looked at her who had a pale face. He sat by the bed and kept silent.
Nathen took the pills in the room and doubted Avery unhappily, “Sir, do you indeed not know what kind of illness Darlene has?”