Chapter 128 Did You Kill Him?
Douglas was already sitting on the edge of the sofa, his face and neck covered in blood, looking like a
dead fish.
Darleneâs face was as pale as paper. She was standing right in front of Douglas, her trembling hands
holding a knife that was dripping with blood.
There was also blood on her face, and it was unknown whether the blood was hers or Douglasâ.
Braylenâs face suddenly darkened, and he approached. His first reaction was to feel Douglasâ breath.
Not feeling Douglasâ breath, Braylen was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked at the
motionless Darlene. âDid you just kill him?â
Darleneâs eyes were red to the point of being terrifying. Her mouth opened several times before she
trembled and said, âHe forced me. You forced me.â
Braylen still wanted to say something, but a waitress at the door heard the sound and came over. When
she saw the scene inside, she screamed in horror.
There was a driver waiting outside for Douglas. When he heard the woman shout, het immediately
rushed over.
When the driver came in, he saw that Douglas had already fallen to the ground and that Darlene was
holding a knife in her hand. He immediately grabbed Darlene and threw her to the ground with a sullen
face. He was in a hurry to check on Douglas on the
ground.
Braylen checked Douglasâ breath again and then wiped the blood on his finger with a handkerchief. âStop
looking at him. He is still breathing. Send him to the hospital.â
The driver immediately took out his phone and called 911. He was furious as he looked at Darlene who
had fallen to the ground behind him. âIs she Mr. Swaleâs woman?â
If she was Braylenâs woman, if Braylen wanted to protect her, as long as Douglas
survived, he would not dare to blame Darlene.
Or rather, even if Douglas died, he might not be able to blame Darlene.
Darlene was a little flustered, and she looked at Braylen with a pleading gaze.
She wasnât sure if Douglas could survive. She couldnât go to jail as a murderer. At the very least, she
couldnât do it before settling her brother and grandmother down.
Braylenâs gaze lightly fell on Darlene, and then he stood up. His tone was indifferent. âDo you think she
is?â
Given Douglasâ condition, he could not be moved at will for the time being. He could only wait for the
emergency personnel to come over.
The driver asked carefully, âThen I will call the police. Do you agree, Mr. Swale?
Braylen laughed. âItâs your business with her. She is not my woman. What does it have to do with me?â
He recalled more than one year ago when Avery didnât tell him that Josefina had left
with another man.
When he asked for the reason, Avery replied indifferently in the same way, âShe is not my woman. What
does it have to do with me?â
Braylen felt that his anger had finally been vented after so many years.
However, he did not seem to feel happy. He lowered his eyes and looked at Darlene, whose face was
terrifyingly pale.
Braylen did not know why he felt unhappy. Darlene was terrified and helpless. However,
it seemed that what he wanted to see was not this scene.
The fear in Darleneâs eyes slowly turned to silence. She looked at Braylen and said in at
hoarse voice.
âI have never received any good treatment from Avery, and no one has ever been good. to me because
of him. Why do people who are malicious towards him vent it on me instead?â
Because Vivian could not get Averyâs love, she chose to torture Darlene by all means.
And now, Braylen also chose to torture Darlene because he hated Avery.
Darlene laughed out loud. Tears already covered her face, but she couldnât feel anything.
She could no longer remember how many times she had regretted agreeing to be adopted by the Gallard
family and getting to know Avery.
All these years, she had witnessed all kinds of malice because of him.
Her consciousness began to be in a trance. Then the rescue personnel came over and carried Douglas
away in the chaos.
The police arrived, and Douglasâ driver accused Darlene of murdering Douglas, saying that Darlene was
vicious and hurt Douglas once again.
Darlene did not listen to a single word until the police took her away.
She walked out of the room and turned around to look at Braylen who was standing in the shadows. No
one knew what he was thinking. He did not move.
She moved her lips and said with difficulty, âMr. Swale, from beginning to end, I do not owe you
anything.â
Braylenâs hands trembled, and he did not raise his head. It was only after Darlene left with the police that
silence returned to the room.
The smell of blood in the room had not yet dissipated when Braylen sat down on the
sofa.
He remembered that over a year ago, Josefina told him over the phone, âBraylen, I was the one who
proposed the divorce, but I donât owe you anything after all. I donât have any feelings for you anymore.
Letâs get along well and get over it.â
He slowly clenched his fist. Josefina was disgusting, and Avery was disgusting.
But what Darlene said was right. What did everything that Braylen experienced have to
do with Darlene?
He clenched his fist, and his face was shrouded in darkness. He finally got up and hurried out, wanting to
catch up with the police and Darlene who had just left.
He did not want Darlene to go to jail. This idea came very abruptly, and he did not know the reason, but
he was sure that it was not love.
As he chased them, he turned a corner, and a familiar face entered his sight without any
warning.
Over the past year, Braylen had imagined what kind of situation it would be when he met Josefina again.
However, he had never imagined that they met in such a dark nightclub in the middle of the night.
In his memory, Josefina was still the woman who was so conservative that she would blush when he held
her hand.
But he almost forgot that if Josefina was really such a conservative person, how could she have run
away with another man more than a year ago?
He stopped in his tracks and stopped walking forward. There was a deep mocking sneer on his lips as
he looked at Josefina not far away.
He clenched his fists, but he tried his best to restrain himself from clenching his fists.. Many suppressed
emotions suddenly surged up.
However, his expression was very calm with a slight smile, as if he was just looking at someone he was
not familiar with.
Josefina was talking on the phone as she walked. Her voice was somewhat timid. She was dressed in
decent business attire. She was probably here to socialize together with
her boss.
She noticed Braylenâs gaze and just casually glanced up. Then, her expression froze, and
her voice stopped abruptly.
Braylen saw panic slowly appear in her eyes, and then it turned into fear. She slowly gripped the phone
in her hand.
On the other side of the line, the middleâaged woman scolded impatiently, âAre you listening to me? You
fool around outside day by day. Donât blame me for not reminding
youâ¦â
Josefinaâs hands trembled a little as she interrupted, âMom, Iâll call you later.â
Braylen clearly heard her say âMomâ. He knew that Josefina had a singleâparent family. She did not have
a mother and only had a father.
The mother she called was naturally her motherâinâlaw, the mother of that man.
Braylen opened his mouth and was about to ridicule her, but he saw her hang up the phone, directly turn
around, and hurry back.
Braylenâs face was dark, and he immediately chased after her. âWe havenât seen each
other for more than a year. Why do I become a stranger to you, Ms. Hogan?
âWe can be considered acquaintances, but you even didnât greet me. Why? Is your husband so strict?â