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 thought for a moment about which man she knew who could fit the conditions of being mature and elegant, was twenty-seven or eight years old, and was celebrating his birthday today.

After thinking about it over and over again, there was really no such person in her circle of acquaintances, including those that she wasn't very familiar with.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Callie was making it up, so she casually said, "Who is it?"

Callie's smile broadened. "Look, you're interested. Let me think about it. What's his name again? Ah, I remember it now. His name is Brandon Lowe, and it's his birthday today. He's the brother of Markus, one of Sean's old friends from university. I met him at a party once, and I heard him mention by chance that you two are quite familiar with each other."

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