A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Psychological Trauma

Avery took off Darlene’s hospital gown. The size of the hospital gown, striated blue and white, was the smallest. But it was still loose on Darlene.

He took off her clothes bit by bit and discovered that not only her arms, calves, and neck but also her entire body was covered in dense wounds.

Avery’s fingertips trembled violently, and he touched her wounds slowly and

carefully.

Every time he touched them, he imagined what she had experienced at that time. How ruthless were those people and how sharp were the tools before they left so many scars on her?

Darlene would even show Avery when she skinned her fingers in the past. How could she endure all the injuries without telling the police?

Avery suddenly felt fear. The former lovely Darlene had become so

vulnerable.

Just as his fingers touched the wounds, Darlene began to tremble violently. Her face was pale as she begged, “I didn’t run. I was not being disobedient. No. Please… Don’t hurt my brother.”

Avery felt that he seemed to have heard something wrong. It seemed to be something very important that had something to do with him.

He leaned over and wanted to hear her more clearly, but she did not say

anything more.

When he approached her, Avery found that there was a very long scar on the left side of her neck that extended all the way to the back of her neck where

he could not see.

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He suddenly could not breathe and tried hard to take a deep breath, but he

still felt as if he was about to suffocate.

Avery gently pushed her head and let her lie down on her side, exposing the

entire wound.

Avery’s palm was very big. This was what Darlene said to him on the night of their first wedding anniversary.

When they had just been married for a year, his legs had just recovered, and they were in a stable relationship.

He remembered the first time they had sex that night. The lights in the bedroom were turned off, but she was still so nervous that she did not even dare to open her eyes.

At that time, he pressed her hands on the pillow, and his palms just happened to cover her hands.

When she was under him, Darlene blushed and said, “Your palms are much bigger than mine.”

She liked his hands, probably because she felt that his hands could give her a

sense of security. One hand of his could cover both of her hands.

But now, Avery found that his palm could not cover the scar on her neck.

The scar was too long. He closed his fingers, trying to cover the scar, but he

couldn’t.

He tried to loosen his fingers, and the scar was exposed between his fingers.

He found that his big palm could not cover this scar. The scare was just like what he had done to her. He personally sent her to prison and threatened her

to be obedient.

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All of this left an indelible mark on their relationship. From then on, Darlene, who would put her hands in his palm, was gone.

Avery tried hard to guess how such a long scar was left.

Someone should have pressed her to the ground, pressing her head to the side of the ground, and then another person with a sharp weapon like a knife

cut her neck from the front to the back.

Before she fainted from the pain, Darlene probably screamed, and Kynlee,

who escaped, should be holding a knife in her hand and standing in front of

Darlene with a sneer.

While Darlene was screaming, the two prison guards might have come over.

Under her desperate and begging eyes, the prison guards might just stand outside watching.

And at that time, what was Avery doing?

Was he watching Vivian change into a beautiful and sexy new dress, or was he socializing at the wine party?

Avery seemed to have seen the scarlet blood flowing down from the bed to

his feet at that moment.

The blood was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, which caught him off guard and wrapped around his neck. Avery suddenly released his hand that was touching Darlene’s wounds. He suddenly turned around and

left the ward in a hurry.

Vivian called out to him from behind him, but Avery didn’t hear it. He walked all the way to the dim fire escape, sat on the stairs, and lit a cigarette with trembling hands.

The smoke entered his lungs. Avery lowered his head and buried his face in

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the shadows, smoking with large mouthfuls.

Avery had never seen such a long scar on a living person’s neck.

That kind of scar was more like an animal that had been pulled into a slaughterhouse. It would only be left when it was killed.

Avery raised his hand to look at his palm. For some reason, he felt that there was blood on it. He wiped his hand on his body several times, but he could not wipe it clean no matter how hard he tried.

Darlene woke up the next day. She was suffering from serious depression. She was afraid of seeing people and light.

Except for Nathen, no one else could get close to her.

As for Nigel, Nathen was worried that when he saw Darlene become like this, something would happen to him.

Therefore, Nathen could only temporarily transfer Nigel to another hospital and ask his friends to take care of Nigel.

However, Avery could not stand Darlene looking at Nathen with trust and

reliance. After Darlene stayed in the hospital for two days, Avery insisted on

taking Darlene away.

Now that Darlene was suffering from psychological trauma, Avery, as her

husband, became her only guardian. Avery could temporarily make decisions

for her.

Nathen had no right to stop them. No matter how unwilling he

could only let them leave.

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Nathen

Avery first brought Darlene back to Southwood Villa, but the moment

Darlene entered the door, she was suddenly agitated.

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Avery realized that there were too many bad memories left in this place, so he could only take her away and return to Scenery Villa.

It was ironic. They had been married for two years, and Darlene had known him for ten years, but he had never taken her to Scenery Villa.

Avery always felt that Darlene was just a substitute. He would not truly love her, so she was not worthy of going to Scenery Villa.

After they got married, he bought Southwood Villa as their wedding house and allowed her to live in Southwood Villa.

The huge Scenery Villa was brightly lit. When Avery brought Darlene in, although she was very vigilant because she was not familiar with this place, she was not as excited as when she first returned to Southwood Villa.

Avery took Darlene to the bedroom and specially told the servants to close the thick curtains in advance, leaving only a small light on.

Darlene was afraid of the sound of water flowing. Avery first put water in the bathtub for her before letting her in to take a bath.

However, less than two minutes after she entered the bathroom, a terrified

scream came from the bathroom.

Avery’s face darkened. He immediately got up and rushed over. When he

pushed open the bathroom door, Darlene was holding the shower with a pale

face and smashing it on the mirror in fear.

Darlene seemed to be crazy, as if she did not even recognize herself in the

mirror or she seemed to see a ghost. The mirror was smashed, and broken

shards of glass fell. She continued to smash the mirror with all her might.

Avery tensed up. He quickly pulled a towel over and covered the mirror tightly. He rushed over and hugged Darlene, not letting her smash the mirror

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“It’s a mirror. Darlene, that’s a mirror. Inside it is your shadow, not someone

else.”

She struggled to get free from him and stumbled back. Then she shrunk behind the bathtub and sat down, hugging herself tightly.

Avery walked over and heard her say in a trembling voice, “I want to go

back.”

Avery explained to her, “This is your home. From now on, this is our home. There are no bad people here. Don’t be afraid.”

She was absent–minded and uneasy. “Where is Nigel? Why isn’t Nigel in my

house?”

Avery secretly let out a sigh of relief. Even though she had lost control, she still remembered Nigel.

He tried to comfort her. “Nigel is in the hospital. Darlene, I will help you contact the person from before and let him continue to donate his heart to your brother, OK?”

Darlene looked at him, skeptical. After a moment, she finally calmed down and nodded cautiously.

Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Avery took her out of the bathroom. He put her on the bed and then went to make a phone call.

On the other side of the line, the director said regretfully, “Mr. Gallard, Mr. Oliver has already been seriously ill for a year. Last weekend, he suddenly fell ill and passed away.“