Chapter 108 Get Out!
Darlene realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull her hand back.
However, Avery wrapped the tie around her hands and tied them.
Darlene turned furious and kicked Avery desperately. Avery pressed down her calves and looked her up
and down. He took the tie on her nightgown and tied her legs.
Darlene could no longer move except to roll. Avery put the ointment on the bedside
her hair. table calmly and tucked up
Darleneâs eyes were red. Seeing Avery approach, she tried to raise her head to smash his.
âDonât touch me!â
She could not move her hands and feet, nor could she raise her head.
Avery completely ignored Darleneâs reaction. He took the bottle and looked at it for a while. âSeth didnât
tell me how I should apply. It isnât written on the bottle either.â
He dipped the cotton swab casually and wiped it on Darleneâs neck. âForget it. Just apply it casually.
Youâre in good health, so it doesnât matter for you to apply it more or less.â
Darleneâs body stiffened. When the ointment touched her wound, she felt a stinging
pain.
She struggled to turn to look at the medicine bottle next to her. Froin Averyâs tone, she was worried that
he had applied the wrong amount of ointment and that he had taken. the wrong bottle.
Avery had never valued her life. If he applied some random stuff on her neck, the wound
might get worse.
With great difficulty, Darlene turned her head. Avery stretched out his hand and placed the bottle into the
drawer. âDonât worry, itâs not poison. If youâre afraid, donât move. Iâm not a doctor. I canât control my
strength.â
The ointment had the effect of antiâinflammatory and disinfecting. It hurt a lot when it was applied to the
wound. Darlene gritted her teeth and did not say anything. She closed her eyes so that she wouldnât see
Avery.
After a while, the movement on her neck finally stopped. There was no sound around
her.
Darlene guessed that Avery should have left.
She tried to open her eyes. Seeing that no one was sitting in front of her, she heaved a sigh of relief.
However, she turned her head, only to find that Avery was sitting on the chair beside the bed and staring
at her silently.
It was late at night. Avery just stared at Darlene without saying a word. No one knew how long he had
been staring at her.
Darlene was originally a little tired and sleepy. When she saw Avery, she suddenly woke up in fright.
âWhy arenât you sleeping? Are you pretending to be a ghost here?â
It was rare for Avery to not react toward Darleneâs questioning. He still looked at her. âWhere have you
been in the past two days?â
Darlene took a deep breath and was still in shock. âItâs none of your business.â
Avery stood up and sat on the bed. He did not want to quarrel with her. âWhy didnât you tell me that you
were sick? Vivian and Giovanni both said that youâ¦!
Darleneâs face froze, and a trace of coldness appeared in her eyes. In the end, Avery
knew about her illness.
Before she died, she still had to see his disgusting and hypocritical face when he pretended to feel pitiful
for her.
Darlene clenched her fists and kept trembling all over. In the past, when she mentioned death, she would
feel cold.
The chill seemed to invade her flesh and bone marrow and made her entire body stiffen
and shudder.
But she no longer felt that kind of chill now.
Sure enough, people could get accustomed to everything slowly, and there was nothing that could not be
endured.
Darlene sneered. âDoes it have anything to do with you?â
Avery leaned down and pressed his palm on her shoulder, staring at her from a close
distance.
âYou are my wife. What do you think of me? What do you take your life for? Do you think that I will watch
you die, or do you think that taking revenge on me with your is pleasurable and satisfying?â
Avery exerted more force on his palm. Darlene felt pain, but she could not break free.
life
Averyâs expression frightened her. She could not even avoid his gaze because they were
so close.
Averyâs voice was trembling, and he sneered. âIn a fit of pique, you refused to be hospitalized and gave
up looking for a heart donor. What benefit will you get if you die? Your grandmother, your younger
brother, your ideal life would be all gone.â
Averyâs palms were also trembling violently. âI wonât pity you. I can have another wife. and live a happy
life with my children. I will never go to your grave at all!
Darlene clenched her fists, her eyes full of hatred. âGet out. Get out!â
âWhat? Are you feeling wronged? Do you think death is not worth it? Do you think I will be in great pain?
Do you think I will be desperate when you die silently?â Averyâs face
was full of sarcasm, yet his eyes were red.
He tightened his grip on Darleneâs shoulder. Darlene couldnât bear it and took a deep breath. When her
eyes welled up with tears, she closed her eyes.
How disappointing. Even now, when she heard Averyâs harsh words, she still felt angry, as if her heart
was stabbed by a thorn.
Someone like Avery had no right to affect her emotions.
Darlene had no strength. She felt tired of saying one more word. She lowered her voice and said, âGo
out. Iâm tired and want to rest. If you want to quarrel with me, you can do it tomorrow.â
The bedroom fell into a dead silence. Outside the window was darkness.
Avery could not accept the fact that Darlene would die soon and could not think it through. Darlene was
only twentyâtwo years old. At such a young age, how could she suffer such an illness?
He did not say a word. Darlene closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. However, her trembling
eyelashes showed that she hadnât calmed down and couldnât fall asleep.
Darlene felt pain. She had been hiding something unpleasant carefully, but suddenly, it was exposed to
the public.
She became a miserable wretch and had to face the sympathetic gazes of others.
âLook! Sheâs dying at such a young age. Sheâs so pitiful.â
Darlene trembled. Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she couldnât help
but shed tears.
She was going to die. Who would be able to remain indifferent to the fact that they were
about to die?
The room was terrifyingly silent. The next second, she felt Averyâs forehead pressing against hers.
Averyâs voice trembled. âDarlene, itâs been ten years. How can I just watch you die? Am I so cruel and
despicable in your eyes?â