A Wound that Never Heals

very had mysophobia, so his clothes were gradually washed by Darlene alone. Avery liked to eat the food she cooked, so
Darlene took over the work in the kitchen. Later, Avery was spoiled by Darlene and became pickier and pickier. Therefore, all of
Avery’s meals were taken care of by Darlene alone, and she simply became the only servant in his house. Darlene served Avery
like serving an Emperor. She washed clothes and cooked during the day, and warmed his bed at night. Avery said that Darlene
had racked her brains and tortured Vivian for three years. Did he think that Darlene would have time? The phone rang and
interrupted Darlene’s thoughts. Darlene pressed the answer button, and Nigel’s weak voice came from the other side. “Darlene,
are you not here yet?” Darlene just remembered that she had promised to go to the hospital to see Nigel yesterday, but Darlene
did not expect that those things happened later. Nigel was only twelve years old. When Darlene was adopted by the Gallard
family at the age of twelve, Nigel, who was two years old, was adopted by another family. But two years ago, that family had their
own child, and their attitude toward Nigel was indifferent, almost ignoring him Darlene recalled what Avery had done to her these
past few days and suddenly began to worry that Avery would also hurt Nigel. It was probably only a matter of a moment before
one gave up. Darlene suddenly felt tired. “Nigel, how about I take you abroad to treat you?” Nigel said in a weak voice, “I listen to
you, but will Avery let you go abroad? Will he agree? Will he go with us?” Darlene answered vaguely, “Don’t worry about that.”
Then Darlene hung up the phone, packed up, and she took a taxi to the hospital to pick up Nigel. When Nigel was discharged
from the hospital, they walked out of the hospital and met Nathen who came in from outside the inpatient building. Darlene
wanted to hide, but Nathen had already noticed her. Nathen approached Darlene in a few steps and looked at Nigel beside her,
as well as the suitcase. Darlene could only greet Nathen with a smile. Nathen was a little surprised. “Your brother’s condition
hasn’t improved. Has he been discharged already?” Darlene nodded. “Dr. Elicott, I plan to take my brother abroad. He won’t be
hospitalized here.” Nathen Elicott frowned. “Why? Don’t listen to others. Foreign doctors are not better. The medical level here is
already top–notch. Besides, in your current situation, I am thinking of a way to find a suitable heart for you.