A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 81 Cook for Darlene

Seeing that Avery was suspicious, Giovanni was so impulsive that he even wanted to tell

the truth directly.

Since Darlene had been so ill, as her husband, Avery should be able to help if he knew

the actual situation.

Just as Giovanni was about to speak, Darlene spoke, “Avery, Giovanni is an expert on this aspect, and it was you who

hired him to treat me. The result is out. What else do you.

have to doubt?”

Her voice was a little cold as she continued, “If this result is not serious enough and disappoints you, then you might

as well find another doctor and give you the results you expected.”

Avery could only give up. “I didn’t mean that. Well, Mr. Dawson, I’m afraid I have to

trouble you with the follow-up treatment.”

Giovanni was silent for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t. He thought that since Avery lived

with Darlene every day, Avery could tell how serious.

Darlene’s condition was even if no one told him.

If they had been together day and night and really cared about each other, how could Avery not know that there

was a big problem with Darlene’s health?

He wrote down the medical records, placed them on the bed, and replied, “It’s OK. I

have the duty to treat her. Ms. Garcia will stay here and receive treatment.

Before finding a suitable heart, you have to take good care of your health and prepare

for the heart transplant in the best condition.”

Darlene was worried that Giovanni would spill the beans, so she immediately nodded. “I

understand. Thank you, Mr. Dawson.”

Avery did not know why, but he felt uneasy. He always felt that something was wrong, but when he carefully

thought about it, he could not find any problems.

There was no problem with the examination results, but he seemed to feel even more

uneasy.

Avery didn’t see anything wrong with Giovanni’s reaction.

Giovanni did not stay for long. After giving a few serious instructions, he left the ‘ward.

Darlene was very tired. Recently, she felt that she was getting more and more tired. Sometimes, when she thought

about something more and wanted to say a few more words, she would feel tired.

When she stood, Darlene felt her legs hurt. When she sat down, she wanted to lie down, but now she was lying on

the bed, and Darlene still felt uncomfortable.

Her heart felt hot as if something was stuck in her heart. When she moved violently, she could feel the strong smell

of blood.

She propped herself up on the bed and wanted to get up. Avery immediately walked over and placed the pillow

behind her back.

“If you’re tired from lying down, then sit for a while. It’s inconvenient to get out of bed. when you’re on a drip. I’ll go

get you lunch and have the servants come in to take care of

you.”

Darlene did not say a word. Avery thought that she had tacitly agreed. He called the

servants in and then left.

Just as he walked out of the ward to the elevator, the nanny called him. “Sir, what would

you

and Ms. Garcia like to eat? I will cook some light dishes for lunch.”

Avery entered the elevator and replied, “Prepare more ingredients. I will cook myself

when I return.”

The nanny thought that she had heard wrong. “What did you say?”

Avery did not repeat it again. He directly hung up the phone and entered the elevator.

He did not call Cyrus and drove back to Southwood Villa alone.

Avery placed his hands on the steering wheel and found that his hands were sweating

again.

It was late autumn, and even though it was noon, the temperature was not high.

But his hands were sweating, and his mind was filled with Giovanni’s words. “Find a suitable heart and prepare for

the heart transplant.”

If Darlene only suffered from ordinary heart disease, she wouldn’t need to have a heart

transplant.

How serious was her illness that made Giovanni, a veteran doctor who had seen all kinds of seriously ill patients,

choose to hide the fact from him?

Avery did not dare to think too deeply. After thinking for a while, he thought of the list that Gustave had given him

before, saying that Darlene was in the late stage of heart

failure.

He shook his head and thought that he must be thinking too much.

No matter what, Avery would definitely be able to find a suitable heart for Darlene as soon as possible.

He suppressed all the thoughts in his mind and stopped thinking about them. Darlene had been fine all these years,

so she would not suddenly suffer from such a serious

disease.

When he returned to Southwood Villa, the nanny had already prepared many ingredients. She was afraid that she

had heard wrongly on the phone and had already prepared a few dishes.

Avery entered the kitchen, took the apron beside him, and said, “Go out.”

The nanny was a little startled, and even the servants outside the kitchen were stunned.

Avery looked at the nanny, who was stunned, and said again, “Didn’t you hear me?”

The nanny came to her senses and quickly left.

Avery took the dishes and washed them. He recalled that he had only cooked for Darlene twice in the past few

years.

The first time he cooked for her was on the day they got married. Darlene was in a good mood and drank too much

wine. As a result, she had gastroenteritis and could not eat anything that day.

Avery personally cooked many light dishes for her, including soup. He remembered that she was so happy that she

smiled from ear to ear. She endured the pain and almost finished all the dishes.

Later on, he always used work as an excuse and never went into the kitchen again.

It was already half a year ago when he cooked for her. Darlene vomited in the middle of the night, and Avery

thought that she was pregnant and cooked seafood spaghetti for

her.

For so many years, the only thing Avery had done for Darlene was to cook twice for her. Other than that, there was

nothing else.

Avery’s cooking skills were not bad. When he was twenty, his mother passed away, and he fell out with the Gallard

family and lived outside alone. He did not bring a single nanny or servant with him.

Ever since he was young, he had been pampered and had never done any housework. Avery had been living alone

for half a year, and he took care of himself in terms of food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation. Besides,

he practiced his cooking skills.

Later, Andrew couldn’t stand it anymore and softened his attitude to let Avery go back home, but Avery didn’t.

Darlene was married into the Gallard family at that time. Back then, Avery had just quarreled with the Gallard

family, so they disliked Darlene even more.

After that, he didn’t return to the Gallard’s house. He bought Scenery Villa and lived

there.

Avery washed and processed the vegetables, and when he was about to make soup, he took out his phone to ask

Darlene what she wanted to eat.

He turned on his phone and hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he did not ask.

If she knew that he was the one who made this meal, she probably wouldn’t eat it.

By the time the food was ready, it was already eleven. Avery put on his suit and didn’t stay for long

before directly going to the hospital.

When the nanny saw that he had gone out and tidied up the kitchen, she sighed with emotion. “I didn’t expect that

Mr. Gallard could cook by himself.”

The servants who followed in said, “There are many things you don’t know, Megan. Mr. and Mrs. Gallard used to be

in a good relationship. If not for Vivian, things wouldn’t

have come to this.”

Megan was a generation larger than the servants and immediately retorted, “I don’t

agree with what you said. Men are fickle in affection. You can’t blame others for their mistakes.”

Avery drove to the hospital. When he returned to the ward, Darlene did not sleep. She sat at the head of the bed

and looked at her phone.

When she saw Avery come in, she immediately put her phone down vigilantly.

She had just contacted Gustave and said that she was already preparing the script.

It was rare for Avery not to ask more. He took a small dining table and put it on the bed. Then he laid out the food

he brought over.

“Eat first. Mary is not here, so I let the new nanny cook for you. See if the dishes suit

your taste.”

Darlene didn’t reply. She picked up some dishes and tasted them. But then she stopped

chewing.

After a long time, she put down her knife and fork, saying indifferently, “They didn’t taste good. I’m not eating

anymore. You can take them away.”

Avery sat down by the bed, took the knife and fork that she had used, and took a bite of

the food.

He looked at Darlene and said, “Darlene, you still remember the taste. We can go back

to the old days.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the plate on the small dining table was swept to the ground, and the food and

fragments scattered all over the ground. It was a mess.