A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Take Ms. Garcia For Abortion

“It hurts…” Darlene almost lost consciousness, and she murmured in pain.

The rain washed over her body. She curled up and trembled. There was no temperature left on her body.

Many passers–by looked at her with pity. Afraid that they would get caught in trouble or be blackmailed, no one dared to approach her.

The sky seemed to darken bit by bit, brewing an even greater storm.

Darlene felt that she would really be dead.

In a daze, someone patted her shoulder. A gentle and worried female voice sounded. “Miss, are you alright?”

The corners of Darlene’s mouth twitched, but she could not utter a sound.

The woman left and soon came back. She called a few doctors to put Darlene on the stretcher bed and bring her into the ward.

The roaring of wind and storm stopped, and she was surrounded by the warm air. Darlene once again fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, it was dark outside the window, and there was no

one around.

Darlene tilted her head with difficulty and looked at the back of her hand. It

was an IV drip.

For a moment, she hoped that Avery regretted treating her badly and carried

her back.

However, the door was pushed open, and a young female doctor walked in.

When she saw that Darlene had woken up, the doctor heaved a sigh of relief. She then put on a serious face and placed a few reports beside her.

“You are pregnant. Miss, where is your family?”

She wanted to complain a bit, but when she saw Darlene’s bleak face, she

held it back.

Darlene’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. Soon, she felt anxious.

“Am I pregnant?”

Darlene stretched out her hand and took the blood test results with great

difficulty.

The female doctor nodded. “Yes, it has been more than two months. But with your current condition, I’d recommend abortion.”

Darlene suffered from the late stage of left heart failure. It was difficult for her life to last for half a year. Even if she kept the child, Darlene would not be able to hold on until the day of birth. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Darlene clenched the examination sheet more and more tightly, her fingers continuously exerting strength and her knuckles clearly turning pale.

After a long time, she finally said, “I want to keep it.”

She didn’t keep the baby because of Avery. This was her only child, the only bloodline she could leave behind before saying goodbye to this world.

Darlene knew that it was not a good idea for her to give birth to a child, but she still could not give up so easily.

The female doctor sighed, “Your own body is vulnerable. The fetus will

increase the burden on your body. Of course we will respect your choice.

Where is your husband?”

Darlene clenched the report tightly and bit her lower lip in embarrassment. “He is busy. I can make the decision.”

The doctor nodded helplessly. “Okay, then have some rest. If your family members can’t make it, call me if you need anything.”

The doctor left behind a business card and left the ward.

Darlene looked at the name “Leana Elicott” on the business card and put the diagnosis report back on the bedside table. She wanted to see her younger brother Nigel Garcia who was staying in another ward.

Darlene was worried that Avery would put Nigel in a quandary if he did not

see her.

However, she did not have any strength. Her heart ached as she felt a taste of blood in her throat. She struggled to move to the edge of the bed and spat the

blood into a trash can.

She felt dizzy and almost fainted again.

When Darlene heard the sound of the door being kicked open, she felt that it was so unreal. Her whole body was burning. Darlene assumed that she had a

fever.

She was suddenly pulled up and fell to the ground. She took a deep breath.

Avery’s furious voice sounded. “Get up! You just knelt for a while. Why the hell are you pretending to be weak?”

Darlene bumped into the wall, unable to move for a long time. It took her a

long time to open her eyes.

When Avery saw her like this, a strange look flashed across his eyes.

However, when Avery noticed the diagnosis report on the bedside table, his expression suddenly sank.

He said in disbelief, “You’re pregnant?”

Darlene perked up, grabbed the report, and threw it into the trash can. “No, it’s not mine. It’s another patient’s diagnosis.”

Her identity information wasn’t on the sheet.

Regardless of whether she wanted the child or not, Darlene did not want Avery to know the child’s existence. This would only become another excuse for Avery and Vivian to torture her.

Avery stared at Darlene for a full two minutes and said in a low voice, “Darlene, you are not good at lying. I told you back then that I can give you anything, but you can’t bear my child.”

Avery couldn’t allow Darlene to give birth to his child. But somehow, when he learned of Darlene’s pregnancy, he didn’t feel upset.

Darlene gripped the report tightly. “I am not pregnant. I am really not.”

Avery still wanted to say something more, but Vivian slowly walked in. With red eyes, she looked pitiful. “Avery, is Ms. Garcia pregnant?”

The trace of pity appearing in Avery’s eyes was instantly replaced by great guilt. He strode over and pulled Vivian into his arms.

His voice was so gentle. “You are being naughty again. Why did you follow me here? You are still pregnant. What if you fall?”

A drop of tears fell down Vivian’s face. “Avery, Ms. Garcia is pregnant with your flesh and blood. I should not have come back. A dirty woman like me is

not qualified to stay by your side.”

Avery hugged Vivian tightly, feeling sorry for her. He thought of how Vivian suffered so much during those years abroad and how she was ruined by a man. But he believed the poisonous woman’s words and misunderstood Vivian. Avery felt so guilty about marrying Darlene that his heart ached.

He kept comforting Vivian. “Vivian, don’t be silly. I won’t let another woman give birth to my child. I only want you for the rest of my life.”

Darlene subconsciously took a step back. She had a bad premonition and

wanted to escape.

As Darlene retreated, her shoulders were pressed down by Avery’s bodyguards. She knew that she couldn’t escape today.

She trembled uncontrollably and said in a trembling voice, “I will divorce you and let you marry Vivian. Please let me keep this child. It’s mine. It has nothing to do with you.”

Vivian’s face was full of grief as she gently pushed Avery away. Her voice was filled with grievance. “I am the one who needs to have an abortion. Avery, since Ms. Garcia is pregnant, you need to stay with her more. I will go out

now.”

Avery reached out and held Vivian’s hand. He coldly and heartlessly gazed at the bodyguards who followed him.

“Take Ms. Garcia for a checkup. If she is pregnant…”

He paused for a moment. Thinking of something, he said again, “Arrange an

abortion for her.”

The two tall and robust men immediately came over and dragged Darlene

outside.

Suffering the bone–piercing pain, Darlene shouted in despair, “Avery, you have no right to kill my child. I have served you for three years. I don’t owe you anything. Why did you do this to me?”

As the sound of footsteps faded away, her voice weakened. “If I lost the child, I will never be able to get pregnant again…”

She couldn’t live long enough to have another child.

Vivian’s tears fell down her cheeks like beads as she leaned against Avery’s chest. She kept crying despite Darlene’s fading shout.

“It’s all my fault. I was useless. If I hadn’t been taken abroad, I wouldn’t have put you in such a difficult position today…”