A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 119 He Is Truly Hopeless

The knife in Nathen’s hand stabbed toward Avery’s lower abdomen.

Avery was in a trance for a moment and forgot to dodge. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the tip of the

scalpel. He did not allow the knife to stab into his body.

He did not even feel the pain in his hand, and his voice was pretty low as if he was muttering to himself, “I did not

expect this to happen. I did not know that this would be so serious.”

He just could not accept that Darlene was still thinking about Gustave. He just wanted to truly possess her so that

he would know that Darlene still belonged to him alone.

At this point, her smiling face did not belong to him. Her happiness did not belong to him. She could smile at

another man, but when facing him, Avery, she would only reveal a gaze of hatred and death.

Avery just wanted to prove that she still belonged to him.

Avery shook his head. “I really didn’t expect such a result.”

The tip of the knife was held by Avery, and large drops of blood dripped down from his

palm.

Fortunately, there were no patients on this floor. Other than the doctors and nurses, there were no patients walking

around in the corridor who noticed this.

The doctors and nurses quickly rushed over. Some of the nurses were so scared that their faces turned pale,

saying, “Dr. Elicott, what are you doing? The scalpel is very dangerous. You know it

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well, Hurry up and let go. You’ll get into trouble!”

Nathen’s face was tense. He let go of the handle of the knife. The tip of the knife cut through Avery’s palm and fell

to the ground again.

He threw a punch at Avery’s face and said, “Have you cared about what happened to her all these years? You are

not worthy of her. You are not. You mean nothing to her!”

There was not only hatred in his voice but also unwillingness that could not be concealed.

This man, who was not worthy of Darlene in any way, had been loved by Darlene for ten

years.

But Nathen believed that he could be a hundred times, a thousand times better than Avery. He could be good to

Darlene and give Darlene the life she wanted. However, for so many years, he had never felt that Darlene had

really looked at him seriously.

It was fine if Darlene didn’t fall in love with Nathen, but what right did such a heartless. man have?

Avery received a punch impartially, and his body took a step back. A group of doctors and nurses came over to

dissuade him, stopping Nathen.

Avery raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the director on the side anxiously

apologized, “Mr. Gallard, I’m really sorry. I will apologize to you on behalf of Dr. Elicott. I will make him personally

apologize to you later and take responsibility for what he should do.”

Avery replied, “I don’t blame him.” He turned around and walked towards the emergency room on the other side of

the corridor where Darlene had been sent in.

He sat outside the emergency room and looked down at the blood in his palm. For some reason, he felt that it was

Darlene’s blood.

When he first found out that her heart was in the late stage of failure, he clearly felt so distressed that he wanted to

die for her. He had clearly made up his mind that he would never let her suffer any more grievances. He would

never hurt her again and force her to

do anything.

But what did he do in the car?

He actually…

Avery recalled that when Darlene was pressed down on the seat in the car by him, her eyes were red as she

begged for mercy and cried for pain. Avery actually felt that she was just rejecting him.

He gripped the edge of the seat tightly, only to find that he did not even have the qualifications to feel guilty and

regretful. He was always wrong, always wrong.

Nathen was right that Avery was not worthy. Even an animal would not be able to do something like him.

Avery stared at the bright red words outside the emergency room. Why did it always have to be at this time that he

felt fear?

Avery raised his hand to press the space between his eyebrows. His palm was shaking violently. He was truly

hopeless.

At the end of the corridor, Nathen made a phone call. With a dark expression, he directly passed by Avery and

pushed open the door to Darlene’s emergency room.

Avery immediately stood up. “Why are you going in? There are already doctors inside.”

What responded to him was the thick door of the emergency room. It was closed again, and Nathen did not give

him a single word of response.

The snow–white light on the operating table was projected down, illuminating the slender face on the operating

table. It was even colder and more terrifying.

The assistant of the chief surgeon looked at Nathen and said in a deep voice, “Dr. Elicott, the situation is not

optimistic. The patient’s current heart rate…

Nathen did not hear what the assistant said clearly. He only asked, “Is she under general anesthesia or local?”

The assistant answered, “The patient is currently in danger. Complete anesthesia may not wake her up, so we put

her under twilight anesthesia.”

Twilight anesthesia meant that she could not feel the pain in the position of the operation, but it retained a certain

consciousness and hearing.

Nathen approached and played a recording on his phone, approaching Darlene’s ear for

her to listen to it.

“Darlene, I found your brother for you. He is already on the way here. He will soon be waiting for you outside the

emergency room. He is still young, and he is already crying. Listen to it yourself. I am not lying to you.”

In the phone recording, Nigel’s crying voice was heard. “Darlene, I’ll be here soon. It’s

all

my fault for scaring you and Grandma. You will be fine. Grandma and I can’t live

without you.”

Darlene’s fingertips quickly trembled on the bed, and then her eyelashes began to

tremble.

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The assistant’s surprised voice was heard. “The patient’s heart rate is showing signs of

stabilizing.”

Nathen approached Darlene. The operation was not over yet, so he could not stay here any longer.

He squatted down and said, “You will be fine. Trust the chief surgeon. Don’t let yourself fall asleep. I will wait for you

outside with Nigel. If you don’t come out, he will always wait for you to come out.”

Darlene’s trembling fingers calmed down. She heard his words.

Nathen took his phone and went out. Nigel had already rushed over. As soon as he came over, he shook his voice

and accused Avery, “Was it you who harmed my sister again? You jerk, my sister doesn’t have a husband like you!”

When Avery heard this, he looked over and found it hard to believe that Nigel was actually still alive.

After such a long time, how could he come here so coincidentally? Just as Darlene was in

trouble, he came over.

Just as he was wondering, Nathen came out of the emergency room. Nigel immediately rushed over. “Dr. Elicott,

how are my sister and grandma? Are they alright?”

“I just received your call and immediately came over. Should I prepare something for my sister and grandma to

eat?”

Nathen did not respond, as if he was still in the emergency room just now.

It was the first time he had seen Darlene lying on the operating table in such dead silence. It felt like he was going

to die.

Avery stood up at once and looked at Nathen with doubt. “It’s been so long. Did you hide Nigel?”