A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 99 Torture Vivian
Avery had never felt this way before. It was as if Vivian’s words had caught him off guard and thrown him into an icehouse.
Avery could not come back to his senses and even felt that he was hearing imaginary voices, but he could not be clearer that
Vivian was not lying to him.
But Darlene had a terminal illness?
No matter how serious Darlene’s illness was, how could it be a terminal illness?
Terminal illness could not be cured. It would kill people.
Avery’s hands were trembling. He did not even realize that the strength of his palm was constantly increasing, constantly losing
control.
Vivian’s throat was tightly gripped. Her survival instinct made her want to pull Avery’s hand away, but Avery’s hand was like
welding on her neck. No matter how hard she
tried, it was of no use.
Vivian wanted to make a sound, but only her face turned from pale to purple, until it
turned to red-brown.
Not to mention saying a single word, Vivian couldn’t even utter a single syllable. She only felt that because of the extreme lack of
oxygen, her mind was quickly going blank. The tinnitus in her ears and the swaying of everything in front of her made her feel
like she couldn’t hold on any longer.
Vivian wanted to open her mouth in pain, but air couldn’t enter her throat.
Vivian wanted to use the matter of Darlene’s terminal illness to provoke Avery, but she
never expected that Avery would have such a big reaction.
Not only did Avery not intend to let Vivian off because of this, but the killing intent in his eyes also became even stronger.
Avery’s voice was getting more and more out of control. “Where is she? Tell me, where is she?”

Vivian could not make a sound at all. Even if she wanted to say it, she was unable to make any sound.
Avery strangled her for a long time and barely managed to come back to his senses. He forcefully threw Vivian to the ground.
“Speak!”
Vivian had almost been strangled to death by Avery just now. She trembled as she got up and retreated. At this point, she could
only bite the bullet and continue to lie.
“If you let me go, I will tell you. Otherwise, I will not tell you where she is even if I die.”
The veins on the back of Avery’s clenched hands could be seen. Avery stood up with at sullen face. “Good, then let’s see how
tight your mouth is!
He coldly ordered the bodyguard who came in from outside the door, “Bring in a bucket of ice water and a bucket of boiling
water.”
Vivian’s face became pale. She guessed what would happen next and was so scared that
her forehead was covered with sweat.
“Avery, if you dare to do anything, I will let Darlene have a tough time!”
Avery approached Vivian, and his eyes were cold as he laughed. “Is that so? Did the person who took Darlene away for you
know what I have done to you now? As long as your body is not taken out, do they dare to touch Darlene?”
Avery leaned over, grabbed Vivian’s hair, and forced her to look up, “Vivian, there are many ways in this world that can make life
worse than death. Since you don’t want to
die, then let’s play slowly.
“If anything happens to Darlene, you will end miserably. You will never see the sun!”
Vivian’s eyes were filled with fear. Before she could come back to her senses, the bodyguards had already brought in two
buckets of water.
Avery rudely pulled Vivian up, and without waiting for her to catch her breath, he directly pressed her head into a bucket of ice
water that was bone-piercingly cold.

In late October, coupled with the fact that the basement was already even colder, the ice in the bucket had not melted yet, and
there was misty air above the bucket.
Vivian struggled with all her might. Just as she opened her mouth, water immediately poured into her mouth and nose.
Avery said coldly, “Even if you resist, the more you resist, the faster you die. Tell me, where is she? Tell me!”
Without any patience, Avery suddenly pulled Vivian’s head out. Without any hesitation, he pressed her head into a bucket of
boiling water.
Vivian’s skin and flesh were instantly scalded by the boiling water, and even the sound of skin burning could be heard.
The basement instantly rang out with Vivian’s screams. The thick, pungent smell of blood spread through the air, mixing with the
damp smell of mold in the basement, making people feel nauseous.
The bucket of boiling water was dyed red with blood. Vivian screamed, and the boiling water immediately entered her throat,
burning her throat. The taste of blood in her
throat immediately spread out.
Vivian could only shut her mouth tightly, trembling from the pain.
Avery had completely lost his mind, and he still coldly repeated those words, “Where is she? Tell me,
where is she?”
Vivian was speechless. The boiling water seemed to have destroyed her throat. The
unbearable pain made her quickly enter semi-coma.
The boiling water burned her entire face, including her nose, eyes, and even ears.
The boiling water poured into her ears, causing a sharp, tearing pain in her eardrums.
Avery’s body was so weak that she was about to collapse. Avery pulled her head out and grabbed her neck once again.
“Vivian, how dare you! How dare you!”

Vivian opened her mouth and realized in horror that she was truly unable to make a sound. Even the words that Avery had
roared into her ears became extremely low.
Her eyes were filled with pain and fear. Was she deaf? Was she mute?
And her face, her face!
Vivian’s hands trembled as she carefully touched her face.
Just as Vivian touched it, the pain was heart-wrenching, and her palm was stained with blood.
Vivian let out a painful cry, but her voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear, like the sound that an injured mouse made.
Avery stared at her ferocious and bloody face. “Tell me, where is Darlene?”
The strength in Avery’s palm became heavier and heavier. The bodyguards in the basement were all men, and they could not
help but shiver.
If not for the fact that Vivian deserved it since she had done so many evil deeds, any man would probably feel sorry for her now
that she was in such a miserable state.
Vivian was already on the edge of death. After being strangled by Avery, she was about
to die.
Cyrus, who was at the side, came over and quietly advised, “Sir, why don’t you stop for now? Ms. Garcia might really be in her
hands. At the very least, spare her life.”
Avery’s jaw tightened. Hearing this, he released his hand and threw Vivian to the
ground.
Avery knew that Vivian really wouldn’t tell him Darlene’s whereabouts. When he got up, his body staggered and he stumbled out.
Avery was going to find Darlene and he was going to bring her back.
Darlene had a terminal illness and she was going to die. She had taken care of Avery for so many years. It was time for him to
take good care of her.

She must be waiting for him somewhere. How desperate was she now?
Avery walked out of the underground room, out of the villa, got in the car, and left.
There seemed to be someone calling him from behind, but Avery could not hear
anything.
The weather in the late autumn of Baltimore was constantly changing. Yesterday, it was
still sunny, and today, the wind was bleak.
Avery drove aimlessly on the empty street in the early morning. Suddenly, he felt as if a hole had been torn open in his heart.
The wind outside the car window was directly pouring into his heart.
His hand that was holding the steering wheel kept shaking. The wind was clearly
outside the window, but Avery only felt cold and bone-chilling.
He did not know when the car had slowed down until the car stopped at a silent
intersection.
The traffic light went from red to green, then from green to red, flashing continuously in front of his eyes. Avery did not know
which way to go.
What should he do? He really lost Darlene.