A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 82 Avery Forces Darlene to Kill Him
Darlene swept all the food on the small dining table to the ground. The sound of the plate breaking was crisp, and her hands
were trembling.
But her expression was very calm. “Do you think we can go back to the old days? Then can you pick up the things on the ground
and place them back here again? I suddenly feel that I can eat them.”
How could the broken plate and the dirty food on the ground be placed back on the dining table again?
Avery sat by the bed and stared at the ground. He did not speak for a long time.
It was so long that Darlene no longer had the desire to say another word to him. She reached out and put the small dining table
aside. Then she leaned back and closed her
eyes.
“Can you go out? I want to rest for a while. You don’t have to waste your efforts on these. things. I am no longer interested in
anything you do for me now, and I don’t want to listen to your ridiculous remarks.”
Avery stood up. When Darlene thought that he would not come in again after he left, he took the cleaner’s tools and returned to
the ward, cleaning up the mess on the ground.
There were still some broken porcelain pieces on the ground. He took a mop and carefully cleaned it before sitting down by the
bed. He did not have the confidence, but
he still said.
“I can make you new food. There is nothing that can’t be made. The food that fell to the ground can’t go back to its original state,
but I can make you the new ones.”
Darlene’s chest heaved up and down. Because of her anger, she found it hard to keep calm when she said, “Just like you said,
we can have another child, and you will compensate me again.
“Avery, even if I didn’t give birth to it, it was still a life. My younger brother is dead. How are you going to compensate me? Don’t
be so ridiculous.”

“Then what do you want? Things have come to this. What else do you think I can do?” Avery could not hold back his emotions.
He reached out to take the fruit knife from the bedside table and stuffed it into her hand.
“You hate me so much that you don’t want to let me go. Now that things have come to this, tell me what I can do. How about I
give you my life? Just kill me.”
He pulled out the scabbard, grabbed her hand, and pressed the knife against his neck.
“Don’t you hate me? Just kill me and vent your anger. Do you think I feel good when I face you every day? Do you think I don’t
want to redeem myself and don’t want to compensate you?”
Her hand was forced by Avery to hold the knife tightly. The blade pressed against his neck. Darlene’s expression changed, and
she struggled to retreat.
Even if she really wanted to kill Avery, she definitely did not want to become a murderer for him. He was not worthy of letting her
be a murderer.
She tried to struggle her hand away and said anxiously, “Let go, you madman!”
Avery did not let go. The blade cut through his skin and flesh, and his eyes stared fixedly
at her.
“What are you afraid of? Kill the man you hate to the bone and get what you want. The artery on the neck is easily cut open.
Didn’t you try this before? What? Can’t bear to do it anymore?”
He provoked her and grabbed her hand to press the knife against his neck.
Scarlet blood dripped along the blade, and then down along the back of their hands,
dripping onto the white sheets and the ground. The blood was dazzling red.
Darlene trembled all over. Looking at the blood on his neck, her eyes also turned red. That hatred quickly spread in her mind and
turned into an increasing urge to kill Avery.
What was there to be afraid of?
She only had two months left to live. It was such a good deal to bury this man with her.

Her hand holding the knife trembled more and more. Avery did not feel pain. He stared at her and said, “The child in your
stomach was killed by me. Have you forgotten?
“Your brother was also killed by me. Can’t you remember that? They are waiting for you to take revenge. The knife is in your
hands and I am right in front of you. There is not even a surveillance camera in this ward. Darlene, when did you become so
cowardly?”
Darlene’s lips were pale, and her eyes were red. “Don’t force me.”
Avery interrupted her, “Your hatred is only this much. It is not even enough to support you to kill me. It seems that those two lives
are not that important to you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Darlene’s mind was filled with hatred and unwillingness. The last bit of her reason was
completely swallowed up.
She gritted her teeth and exerted force in her hand. The blade fiercely pressed against Avery’s neck.
Avery released his hand and allowed her to press the knife down. It was as if he could not feel the sharp pain in his neck at all.
His eyes just stared unblinkingly at Darlene’s
red eyes.
Darlene had loved him for ten years. How could she not have any feelings for him now? How could she treat him like a stranger?
The blood on his neck quickly flowed out. Darlene’s breathing became heavier and heavier until she suddenly came back to her
senses. Her sob turned into a scream of
horror.
Cyrus, who was guarding outside, immediately pushed open the door and came in when he heard the sound. When he saw the
scene in front of him, his face instantly sank.
He approached and said anxiously, “Ms. Garcia, let go of your hand! What are you
doing!”
Before Cyrus could finish his sentence, Avery grabbed a teacup from the bedside table

and threw it on the ground. “Get out!”
Cyrus was stunned on the spot. He still wanted to say something, but Avery said again,
“Get out.”
Cyrus was worried, but he still turned around and left the ward. He immediately called
for the doctor to wait outside.
Seeing that Darlene was not going to make a move, Avery reached out to grab her wrist and pressed it against his neck.
“Come, it’s fine. Don’t make any noise. Don’t draw the people outside in. You can do it again.”
Fear appeared in Darlene’s eyes, and she trembled violently. She suddenly pulled her hand back, and the fruit knife in her hand
lightly fell to the ground. It bounced on the ground and emitted a somewhat ear-piercing and clear sound.
Darlene’s hands trembled violently, and she tightly grabbed the blanket. She trembled as she retreated backward as if she was
looking at a madman. She stared at Avery with
caution.
Avery got up and leaned over to her. “What are you afraid of? If I’m not even afraid. What are you afraid of?”