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 pulled her hand back with a cold expression. Just as she was about to grab the phone on the bedside table, Avery took the phone and placed it on the table beside him.

The door to the ward was tightly shut. Gustave had just gone out, and the doctor had just come to put her on a drip. It was likely that no one would come over for a while.

Ever since the relapse of her depression, Darlene was afraid to face Avery, especially when they were so close.

She didn't know why, but it was the rejection and fear deep down.

She gripped the bed sheet beneath her and tried her best to suppress the urge to retreat. She forced herself to calm down and looked at him coldly.

"What are you trying to do? Is what just happened not enough?"

Avery sat down on the edge of the bed beside her and stared at her. "The reporters in the morning are not the first to report these things.

Chapter 150 Let's Get a Divorce