A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 233

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Darlene Loses Control

Gustave had been in a coma for seven days in the hospital. He had survived a narrow escape from death. The first thing he said after waking up was to ask where Darlene was.

Darnell wanted to persuade Gustave to rest for a while longer, but he could not stop Gustave. Gustave directly got out of bed and went to Darlene’s ward.

Darnell told Gustave that Darlene’s heart transplantation was very successful. Then Gustave was barely relieved.

But when Gustave walked to the door of Darlene’s ward, what he saw was completely different from what he imagined.

Darlene’s mood was extremely terrible and she was out of control. There were chaotic sounds of things being smashed in the ward, the anxious voices of others, and Darlene’s hoarse and fearful cries.

Darlene’s face was pale and frightened. She curled up in the corner of the bed and trembled more and more violently.

She had no way to control herself. These people in front of her seemed to have Nathen’s faces, and she couldn’t get the bloody heart out of her mind.

When Darlene took advantage of the chaos to grab the fruit knife on the bedside table, Gustave quickly walked over and grabbed her wrist.

“Darlene, the heart transplant is over. Everything is going smoothly. There will be no more unpleasant things. Calm down.”

Darlene’s hand that was holding the fruit knife was grabbed. She couldn’t move anymore and she looked at Gustave with empty eyes. “He is dead.”

Gustave was dumbfounded. He thought that Darlene was just confused and asked, “Who is it?”

The others in the ward were silent, having no idea what to say.

Darnell rushed in. Hearing Darlene’s words, he looked sullen, and he did not speak.

Darlene’s tears fell uncontrollably. She felt that she was still alive, but more like she was dead.

Now, the living person, whose heart was beating, was Nathen, not her, Darlene.

She had nowhere to hide the fear in her heart. She said in a trembling voice, “Dr. Elicott is dead. My heart is his. He lied to me and gave me his heart. He also gave me his life.”

Darlene shook her hand to grab Gustave’s arm and begged him, “I don’t want it. I beg you, help me return the heart to Nathen. Can you help me take out this heart?”

Her heart was beating every minute and second. Darlene couldn’t make herself forget the fact and forget that Nathen gave his life to her.

When she was awake and asleep, her heart was beating.

She did not know that she could hear her own heartbeat. She had always heard that voice.

It was a heavy, rhythmic beating.

Gustave could not believe his ears. He had been unconscious for seven days. When he woke up and learned that Darlene’s heart transplant was very smooth, he thought that everything was getting better for her.

What did Darlene mean by her heart was Nathen’s?

Gustave did not respond for a moment and looked sideways at Darnell, who was standing next to him.

Darnell nodded silently and confirmed what Darlene said. Darnell also went to investigate this matter carefully. It could not be wrong.

No matter how calm Gustave was, he could not calm down after hearing all this.

Gustave had thought that Darlene finally had a way out and that she was lucky as she was saved from death.

In the end, the fact was so cruel.

Why was it that no matter what, fate was unwilling to let her go, always having to play such a cruel and terrifying joke on her?

Darlene urgently intended to stuff the knife into Gustave’s hand, her voice desperate and helpless, “I beg you to help me once. Help me take it out.”

“The heart jumped in my chest. I felt like I was going crazy. Mr. Walpole, look at me. I’m really going crazy.”

She looked anxious and desperate. Seeing that Gustave was silent, she pulled the knife out forcefully and pressed it against her chest.

“I hoped to save my own life. But I didn’t want to take someone else’s life. I’ll take it out. Help me return it to him.”

Gustave’s face darkened. He reached out and quickly stopped Darlene.

He also began to tremble. He had never imagined such a result.

Thinking back, when Nathen told 8 that he had found a suitable heart for Darlene, Gustave sincerely thanked Nathen.

Now that Gustave thought about it, he suddenly understood Nathen’s strange words. “Gustave, you are not as good as me. None of you are as good as me.”

It turned out that what he said was not that no one could find the good heart as he could. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Trembling, Gustave held Darlene in his arms. He patted her back and wanted to comfort her, “Darlene, no matter what, it is not your fault. At this point, no one can change anything.

“What’s more, it is not certain yet. There may be some misunderstandings. Let’s investigate it carefully. The truth may not be like this.”

Gustave remembered that in the past, he could always appease Darlene like this. Before her heart failed and she had not found a suitable heart for transplant, when she was full of despair, she could always calm down when Gustave patted her back.

But this time, Darlene could not calm down at all. She only tried her best to push Gustave, “I don’t want it. I don’t want this heart.

“I’m really afraid of it staying in my body like this. I beg you, help me take it away and let it go back to where it should go.”

Gustave said in a deep voice, “Darlene, the heart is not an item. Even if you don’t care about your life, the heart you’ve accepted cannot go back to where it is. Even if you lose your life, you can’t make him come back to life.”

Darlene’s face was pale, and her eyes were even redder.

“I don’t want it. I don’t want this heart. Please. Can any of you help me take it away?”

The more excited she was, the clearer the sound of her heartbeat became. She was about to collapse completely.

Due to the rejection reaction after the heart transplant, coupled with the huge mood swing, her body finally couldn’t bear it anymore. Just like before the heart transplant, she spat out blood.

Dakota rushed over in a panic, and the situation quickly went out of control. The doctor had no choice but to inject a small dose of tranquilizer into Darlene first, and then took her into the emergency room.

In less than half an hour, a critically ill notification was sent out of the emergency room.

The doctor seriously told them, “For the patient with heart failure, finishing the heart transplantation with a suitable heart is only the first step. It’s a way to go if she wants to live healthily.

“The removal period after the transplant is extremely difficult, but if the knot in Ms. Garcia’s heart is not untied, she might still be in danger, such as the current situation.”

Avery stood not far away and listened. He was too ashamed to go too close and he just looked at those sad faces outside the emergency room.

Finally, Avery made up his mind, turned around, left the hospital, and drove to the Elicott’s old house.

Martin had already returned from abroad. The atmosphere in the old house was dark and heavy, and Martin was engaged in preparing Nathen’s funeral in a low profile.

Near the end of the year, the snow in Baltimore was getting heavier and heavier day by day.

The servant guarding the gate went in and spoke a few times, but Martin was unwilling to see Avery.

Avery stood outside. He waited until midnight before kneeling down directly outside the iron gate.

“Please tell Mr. Elicott that I will wait here for him to come out.”