Chapter 109 Maybe Nigel Is Still Alive
Darleneâs body trembled violently, and she gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.
She did not want to say another word, since it was meaningless to say anything
anymore.
She thought, just like now, Avery has tied my hands and feet, forcing me to stay here and listen to his
ridiculous fake sympathy and care for me.
It has been ten years. If he had cared for me at all, I would not have been driven to this
dilemma.
Iâm dying, and so is Grandma. Avery is right. Itâs not worth it for me to die.
After Iâm dead and buried, no one will even come to my tombstone and pay their
condolences to me.
After Iâm dead, the Gallard family wonât be affected at all, and of course, Averyâs life will
still be the same.
Iâm not willing. But no matter how reluctant I am, death awaits, and itâs getting closer
to me.
Iâve given up hope of a compatible heart.
I have tried to find a compatible one for so long. Iâve found two compatible ones for
Nigel, yet Iâve never found one for myself.
Maybe Iâm just unlucky. Fate never favors me.
Averyâs breathing was a bit heavy. She could hear it clearly since he was very close to
her.
He was controlling his emotions, which Darlene found ridiculous. She was dying, and all of a sudden, he
knew that he was wrong and that he could not bear to part with her.
She was never that healthy. How come he was never worried that she might die when he tortured her
like that?
Avery was silent for a long time. Then he said, âI will find a suitable heart for you. Donât worry. You wonât
die.â
âI donât
Darlene opened her eyes and looked at him with a hollow smile. Then she said, give a damn anymore. I
have endured for long enough that dying might be a relief for me. Iâm serious. I have been waiting for that
day for a long time already.
âAvery, stop acting as if you care about me. You are such a phony. You make it look like I lied to you, and
you are aggrieved and painful.â
Avery got up, fetched some warm water, and wiped the sweat off her face.
She was kind of weak now. She quarreled with him for a while, and now her head was
covered in sweat.
Darlene stubbornly turned her head away, and the wet towel fell on the pillow, wetting
the pillowâs corner.
Avery picked up the towel and washed it again before continuing to wipe her sweat for
her.
He stared at her and suddenly thought, there may still be a one in ten thousand chance
of cure for a terminal illness.
However, if one has no desire to live, isnât that more terrible than a terminal illness? How long does one
get to live if so?
He felt that his palms were a bit cold, and he said in a deep voice, âAnyway, your heart must be changed.
Iâve reached abroad already. If I really canât find a suitable heart for you, Iâll make one if necessary.
âReina can stay here for her treatment from now on. And Iâll no longer limit your freedom. Iâll respect your
decision. About the copyright of the TV drama you signed with Gustave, you can do whatever you want,
including writing the script or even being a
part of the production. Fine by me.
Darlene sneered, âShall I be grateful to you? Mr. Gallard, all of a sudden, you are so
generous.â
Avery frowned. âYou are supposed to be hospitalized now, given your condition. Yet Mr. Dawson told me
that your mood matters a lot, too.
âYou need to cooperate with the necessary treatment. With Mr. Dawsonâs permission, you may go out
occasionally, but the premise is that you have to come back at night, and you have to be ready for your
heart transplantation at any time. You canât leave
Baltimore.â
Darlene looked out of the window and stopped looking at him. Her voice was without emotions. âIâm not
interested. I donât want to go anywhere. Iâll just lie down and wait to
die.â
Avery was so angry that he almost lost it and quarreled with her again.
He was shortâtempered. In fact, he blamed Darlene, since she had spoiled him over the years. When
that year he was in a wheelchair, Darlene never said anything harsh to him.
She was like a completely different person now. She spoke of death all the time, and she could be so
sarcastic.
He suppressed his emotions and spoke after a long time, âThink about it differently. One only gets to live
once. If you refuse heart transplantation in a fit of pique, youâll have nothing left after you are dead.
âAfter you die, Iâm sure Reina wonât accept being taken care of by me. She can only go to the nursing
home.
âYou have been there before, right? All those people who go there have no visitors, and they are
counting their days. They sit from sunrise to sunset while watching their companions being carried out
one by one. How sad.â
Darlene clenched her fists and coldly interrupted him, âEnough!â
It seemed that Avery didnât see the anger on her face at all, or perhaps it was precisely the anger on her
face that made him decide to continue.
âLoneliness is always too much for old people. They have a much harder time than you. think. As for you,
on the contrary, after your heart is replaced, and your body is
restored, you can still strive for the life you want.
âYou may even think of something to get a divorce. You can save some money to take Reina and Nigel
to your favorite place to live the life you want.â
Darleneâs breathing was chaotic. She clutched the quilt tightly, and then loosened her hands, and then
tightened her grips again.
She knew very well that such a life was just a fantasy.
Suddenly, she realized that he mentioned both Reina and Nigel, which didnât sound
right. She said, âNigel is dead. Avery, what do you mean by that?â
She thought, Nigel is dead. How am I supposed to live with him and Grandma? Was Avery suggesting
that we meet in another world?
Avery took out his phone, clicked on a photo, and showed it to Darlene. âSee? This photo was taken by
Cyrus on the street in Baltimoreâs southern district.
âItâs kind of blurry, but the man in the photo is most likely Nigel. There is a good chance. that he is still
alive, and he is here in Baltimore.â
Darleneâs expression suddenly changed. She stared at the photo on Averyâs phone screen without
blinking.
It was Nigelâs face. He was among the crowd, and since the crowd was moving, his face was a bit blurry.
Yet his face was so familiar.
However, Nigel was dead. She had seen him fall from the rental house, his face a mess.
Darlene thought, wait. His face was a mess?
Darlene was shocked.
She thought, the boyâs features were indistinguishable. Is it possible that it wasnât Nigel
at all?
Yet the body had Nigelâs clothes and shoes on it. If it really wasnât Nigelâs body, the only possibility left
was that someone had done something behind the scenes. Just like that time when I faked death, the
corpse was swapped.
Nigel is still alive. Maybe he is still alive!
Darleneâs eyes suddenly lit up, like a pool of dead water suddenly had a ripple.
She thought, Nigel, my twelveâyearâold brother. If he is still alive, even if I die, I will finally be able to face
my adoptive parents.
But who took Nigel away? How come Nigel never comes back or reaches out to me?
Darleneâs mind was a mess, but she felt hopeful and surprised more.
Such a possibility was beyond her wildest dreams.
Avery put his phone to the side and reached out to untie the tie on her hands. âThatâs why I said that you
should live well. If you do die, you will never know where Nigel is suffering. Heâs so young, and there are
so many bad guys in this world.â
Darleneâs hands and feet were set free, and she hurriedly got up from the bed. âIâll go find him!â
âIâm on it already. Donât forget that Reina is still here.â Avery reached out to stop her.
âDarlene, listen to me. I promise that everything will be fine. Reina will be fine, and you will get Nigel
back. Also, you will find a suitable heart for you.â
Then he added, âGo and get some rest now. Tomorrow, my family will have a gathering at the mansion,
and you should come with me. In the afternoon, I will take you to the police station south of town. The
police are already looking for him. We may have some
news soon.â
Darlene stared at him for a long time. News about Nigel clearly calmed her down a lot. She did not say
anything more and just entered the bathroom.
The next morning, Avery took her to the Gallardâs old mansion.
Not many people attended the family banquet. Other than those from the Gallard family, Andrew only
invited about three of his best friends to come over.
When Darlene got out of the car, she glanced at the car parked behind Averyâs car.
Through the crowd, she saw the man who got out of the car. She was stunned for a
second and felt that he was familiar.
Until the man turned around and walked straight towards her.