A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 140 Gustave Is Drugged

Abigail did not really understand Cassius and Sandra’s real intentions. Seeing Gustave suddenly appear to be very

uncomfortable, she thought that he was tired and

immediately stood up to support him.

“Gustave, you should go upstairs and have a rest. I will… I will ask someone to get some pills for you.”

The word “pills” pierced into Gustave’s mind like a needle. He was a little dazed. He forced himself to be a little

rational and somewhat was out of control as he pushed

Abigail away.

Abigail saw that Gustave’s eyes were strangely red and she shouted angrily, “Get lost!”

Abigail took a step back in fear and did not dare to stick close to Gustave. She looked at the servant beside her and

said, “You. Go help him!”

Cassius said in a cold voice and insisted, “It’s not up to him! Abigail, help him up. I don’t believe that I can only

watch my son be fooled around by a woman like that!”

Abigail was not willing to go over it again. No matter how stupid she was, she could still feel Gustave’s hostile and

guarded eyes. With such a gaze, it was as if she was an unpardonable bad guy.

Abigail looked at Cassius strangely. “Mr. Walpole, let the servant help Gustave. And I, I am weak. Why do you want

me to help him alone?”

Sandra was so angry that her face turned sullen. This fool. How can she be so smart at

this time?

Sandra finally managed to convince Cassius with great difficulty, saying that in order to stop Gustave from being

bewitched by Darlene and to let him and Abigail get together earlier, they should solve the current problem first.

Moreover, since Abigail was not very smart, it was naturally best to control her. This was exactly what Cassius

wanted. He would not let Gustave be used by women because of his feelings.

However, Sandra did not expect Abigail to suddenly not cooperate.

Sandra tried her best to control her emotions. She approached Abigail and said coldly,

“Abigail, I am doing this for your own good. Have you forgotten? We agreed before that if you give birth to a child

for Gustave, he will marry you and treat you well.”

Gustave’s eyes were red. “Sandra, you are dreaming!”

Abigail grasped her hand tightly, her face pale as she shook her head. “But you never said that Gustave would not

like it. I don’t want to do that anymore. Let’s go back. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”

Sandra became furious, and the tone of her suppressed voice changed. “It’s not up to you, Abigail. Do you really

think that the Bullock family has raised you for so many years for nothing? If you want to stay in the Bullock family,

then obediently bring Mr.

Walpole up.”

Sandra lowered her voice and pretended to tidy up Abigail’s collar. She leaned close to Abigail’s ear and only the

two of them could hear her words.

Abigail looked at Sandra angrily, “So, from the beginning, you deliberately lied to me. What do you mean I am

Aurora? I am the person Gustave has been thinking about for many years. All of them are fake!

“No one has ever treated me well. Gustave is the first person who is truly good to me. He said that he would take

me away to protect me, but everything was fake. Everything is

fake!”

Abigail glared fiercely at Abigail. “You lied to me and let me be a bad person with you! Let me tell you, I won’t do it

anymore!”

Sandra was so angry that her face was trembling. “Abigail, are you crazy?”

Abigail’s eyes were red. She grabbed the bag on the sofa and was about to go out.

Sandra gritted her teeth and stopped her. Tonight’s matter had to be done even if it

couldn’t be done.

During the dispute, Cassius‘ face was cold and calm. No one noticed that Gustave had silently sent a message

through his phone.

Darnell quickly brought two bodyguards with him and barged in from the outside.

The servants and housekeepers of the Walpole family’s old house blocked the way outside, but they were useless.

No one was stopped.

Darnell saw that something was wrong with Gustave. Then he looked at Cassius, and his eyes immediately showed

hostility.

Darnell walked over to support Gustave. “Sir, what’s wrong?”

Gustave supported himself against the wall and walked out. There were beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

“Go back.”

Cassius saw that Gustave was about to leave and immediately said in a low voice, “Stop him, Darnell. You are not in

charge of the Walpole family’s business!”

Darnell turned around and glanced at Cassius. He took a fruit knife from the coffee

table.

His voice was very cold. “Mr. Walpole, my salary is not paid by you.”

Cassius was so angry that he was speechless for a long time. “You, you! I…”

Sandra was in a hurry to stop Darnell and instructed a few servants, “What are you waiting for? Stop him! Do you

want to be fired?”

Darnell asked the bodyguard to bring Gustave out first and scratched the fruit knife with his thumb. “Ms. Bullock,

did you forget about what happened last time when the gun was pointed at the back of your head?”

As Darnell spoke, he took a step closer. “The gun is not a real one. As for whether this knife is real or not, why don’t

you try it?”

Sandra stared at Darnell warily. “What are you trying to do? I’m warning you…”

Darnell interrupted her. “I can tell that you don’t have the guts to come here. Why don’t you guys take over? Who

will?”

He swept his gaze over the servants beside him, and the servants immediately lowered

their heads.

In the front yard of the villa, the butler and the servants who were guarding outside had

already been beaten down.

They were here to earn some money, not to sell their lives. Only a fool would go up

against the tip of a knife at this time.

Cassius‘ heart was not well and he was now angry. He wanted to chase after Gustave,

but his heart was so painful that he could not get up from the sofa.

Darnell took the knife, turned around, and immediately drove back to the Walpole’s

villa.

Darnell had just driven out of the front yard of the old house and was planning to throw the fruit knife in his hand

aside.

Gustave in the back seat suddenly said, “Bring it over.”

Darnell did not understand for a moment and turned around to look. “Mr. Walpole, what did you say?”

When Darnell looked back, he saw that Gustave’s black shirt had already unbuttoned three or four buttons. The

flickering light from outside the car window shone in, and Gustave’s facial outline was cold and flawless in the dark.

Gustave glanced at him, and Darnell immediately looked away. He was straight!

“Give me the knife.” The voice in the back seat was a little strained.

Darnell was still a little confused. He immediately handed over the knife in his hand and said, “Mr. Walpole, I’ll

contact the family doctor for you now. Let him go directly to the

villa.”

Gustave took the knife and stabbed it into his arm. He replied, “No need. Continue

driving.”

Darnell immediately turned back. He did not look back and stepped on the accelerator.

It was originally a half–hour drive, but Darnell drove fast and went back in ten minutes.

Darnell immediately helped Gustave in, and the villa soon became a mess.

Darlene had already come out of the consultation room in the basement and went

upstairs to sleep in the bedroom.

The psychologist gave her psychological hypnosis treatment, and her current situation was barely stable.

When she was asleep, she heard the noise outside. She got up and went out to take a look. She saw the servant

carrying an ice bucket coming out of the bedroom next door. There were several pieces of ice in the bucket.

Darlene asked curiously, “Did something happen?”

The servant had no idea what to say and hesitantly replied, “No, nothing. Mr. Walpole said that he wanted a bucket

of ice for bathing. I just sent a bucket in.”

Darlene was dumbfounded for a moment and thought that she had heard wrong. “Ice? Bath?”

It was late autumn and it was almost winter.

The temperature was low in the middle of the night.

Darlene had heard of people bathing in cold water on a cold day, but she had never heard of anyone taking ice

directly.

She was about to speak when she saw Darnell rushing over from the other side of the corridor, rushing downstairs.

Darlene walked over and asked, “What happened to Mr. Walpole? Why did he use ice?”

Darnell stopped in his tracks and coughed. After organizing his words for a long time, he replied, “Just a little fever.

Use ice to lower the temperature.”

Darlene frowned. “You can’t use the ice when he caught a fever. If the body temperature is too high and the ice is

used to lower the temperature, it may also cause a shock. Something may happen to him.”

Darlene went outside the bedroom with a gloomy face and raised her hand to knock on the door. Just as she

knocked, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

When Gustave came out of the door, Darlene watched as his body was steaming, probably because the ice had just

been soaked.

Gustave was tied with a bath towel. Darlene was stunned for a moment and

immediately turned around to avoid his gaze.

Her arm was suddenly pulled and she was brought in. Darnell rushed forward and wanted to say something, but the

bedroom door closed in front of him with a bang.