Darlene Garcia loved Avery Gallard for ten years and married him. After two years of marriage, Avery's beloved woman returned. Darlene became an unpardonable sinner and was abandoned by him.
He was mad, and he did everything he could to torture her. Darlene felt her life was like hell.
Until the truth was revealed, Darlene died, and there was nothing left of her.
Avery fainted. When he woke up, he knelt in front of her grave and cried bitterly.
"I beg you, Darlene. Come back. I beg you. If you can open your eyes, I will compensate you. Please look at me again, okay?"

A Wound that Never Heals

Darlene's pupils suddenly enlarged. She came out of the wardrobe and pounced on Vivian. "Nonsense! It's impossible! Mr. Oliver is still alive. He can donate his heart to my brother!"

Vivian took a step to the side and avoided Darlene's pounce. She took out a photo from her mobile phone and reached it to Darlene.

"Proof of Death. Take a good look at the date. The day before yesterday, he died. Alonso Oliver, forty-two years old. You should still remember this information, right?"

Darlene desperately shook her head. When she saw the photo, she retreated in horror. "Impossible. This is impossible."

Vivian knew that she would not believe it. People with depression could not be provoked the most, but how could Vivian not let Darlene suffer more?

Vivian called the director of the hospital, who answered the phone quickly. Because of Avery, the director also knew Vivian.

Chapter 30 Ms. Garcia Doesn't Suffer From Depression