Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Chapter 17 Dirty Girl
When Cyrus saw that Vivian had come over, he left the room first.
Just now, Vivian knocked over the soup bowl, and it splashed on her clothes
and arms.
Avery reached out and took her hand over to check. “Why didn’t you stay in your room? Did you hurt yourself just now?”
Vivian shook her head with blushed eyes. “I’m fine. I thought that Ms. Garcia was injured, so I asked Mary to make some good soup and send it over.”
Avery helped Vivian wipe the soup off her arm and ask her to sit down. “You are not well right now. Just take care of yourself and don’t worry about the matter in the future.”
Vivian got more teary eyes. She looked at him and said in a low voice, “Avery, you still don’t believe me, right? You think that I lied to you and framed Ms. Garcia. That’s why you want to find Roselyn to check it. Do you want Roselyn to argue with me and prove it?”
Avery did not expect Vivian to hear their conversation just now. In the end, he felt a little guilty. “Vivian, don’t misunderstand it. It’s impossible for me
not to believe you.
“I was worried that you would have been used by someone on purpose, there might be others who framed you back then, someone other than
Darlene.
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“You have been hurt like that. The matter should be investigated carefully. Only then will I be able to give you justice. Right?”
Vivian sobbed. “Back then when I survived those few years and finally
returned from abroad, I most worried that you would not believe me.
“I am so dirty now. If even you didn’t want me or believe me, what else reason would I rely on to keep alive?”
As Vivian spoke, she looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table. Avery
immediately walked to her and blocked the knife with his body. He comforted her in a deep voice.
“Vivian, don’t talk nonsense like this. All the injuries you suffered were
caused by me. I will always trust you. Don’t worry, no matter how others try to frame you, I will be on your side.”
Vivian stood up and failed to hold back her tears. She leaned on Avery emotionally. “Avery, I thought even you would abandon me.”
Avery gently comforted her, “It’s impossible. Don’t think too much of it. The most important thing right now is to take care of yourself…”
Before he finished speaking, Darlene, who was on the bed, coughed hard for
a while and woke up.
After being unconscious for so long, the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Avery and Vivian who were hugging each other affectionately by her
bed.
Darlene felt quite unlucky at that moment. And then she pretended that she
saw nothing and continued to close her eyes.
She had just escaped from death, and now she had lost her strength. So she
had no words for them.
Avery subconsciously wanted to let go of Vivian, but he realized that the
person he loved should be Vivian. So he said gently, “Go back to your room
and take a good rest first. You can’t stay up all night since you are not well. I
will come over to accompany you soon.”
Vivian listened to Avery obediently and left the room.
After walking out of the room, Vivian clenched her fists tightly. And then she became ruthless.
In the end, Avery still began to suspect her. It was nothing good.
Vivian thought secretly. Once Roselyn, who was loyal to Mrs. Gallard, was found, I would not be able to hide the fact that I had abandoned Avery and went abroad back then, and even my affair with Jax would be uncovered.
It seemed that Vivian had to give Darlene a fatal blow. She could not allow Avery to be warm–hearted to Darlene. Vivian had to make him believe that Darlene was vicious and could do anything to achieve her
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In the patient’s room, Avery sat down by Darlene’s bed. Darlene on the bed had her eyes closed and did not look at him at all.
It seemed that it had been a long time since Avery had looked at Darlene so carefully. Only then did he realize that she was indeed much worse than
before.
Avery suddenly remembered the blood–stained tissue he saw in the trash can in the bedroom. At that time, he thought that she was just injured.
But now, he could not help but think that it should have been the blood she threw up after coughing hard.
Darlene had been coughing more and more recently. Sometimes, when he came out of the study at night and passed by her bedroom, he could often hear her coughing until midnight.
What was wrong with Darlene?
His face was slightly dark, and Avery said in a deep voice, “What exactly
happened to you? Why did Dr. Elicott say that you had to change your heart? Darlene, you’d better make it clear. I don’t want the person sleeping in my bed to be ill and dirty.”
Darlene opened her eyes and found it ridiculous. It was true. How could a ruthless person like him indeed care about her?
In the end, Avery only cared about if the girl he had touched was dirty.
Darlene did not have the strength to argue with him. She said calmly, “It is hereditary heart disease. I have been like this since I was a child. You know it
well.”
Avery looked unhappy. “The doctor said that your condition was not that
simple. Ordinary heart disease would not be like yours, and it would be even
less likely for others to change a new heart like you.”
Darlene chuckled, “Then what else could it be? Cancer, tumor, or other illnesses that can’t make me live for long? Then I’m sorry, I don’t have any of them. I may disappoint you.
“As for changing a new heart, if a patient with an ordinary heart disease could do the same, wouldn’t it be his best choice if he can succeed?”
Darlene casually told him all that he was secretly worried about. She was so calm and peaceful, which made Avery not doubt her anymore.
Avery thought about it and felt it right. For someone like Darlene, in the two years that she had been married to him, she would always show any wound to him.
If Darlene indeed had a serious illness, she would probably come to him immediately and ask for his comfort. So how could she hide it from him?
Recalling how Darlene had thrown up blood not long ago, Avery still felt
unhappy. He said indifferently, “Darlene, you’d better not lie to me. You owe Vivian, so you have to keep yourself alive for Vivian.
“Moreover, your blood type is the same as Vivian’s. Your blood, including organs, should be left for Vivian in case of emergencies. It can also be considered as you are paying back for what you have done to Vivian.”
He looked at Darlene who cared little about it and felt even more displeased. “I warn you, don’t expect someone like you to end so easily. I won’t allow you to lose your life easily. You should pay back what Vivian has suffered.”
Darlene put on a fake smile. “Don’t worry. I will live well in case Vivian needs my life from time to time to ensure that Vivian will live forever.”
However, his words reminded her that if she died half a year later, Avery would probably dig out all her organs and freeze them, so that he could leave them to Vivian whom he loved most.
Thinking of it, Darlene felt that she had to at least think of a way to leave Avery before she died. It could also be considered as ensuring that she would not be broken apart after she died.
Avery saw that Darlene was sneering at him, and he felt angry again.
Now that Darlene looked so desperate, Avery did not want to argue with her, so he simply got up and went out to smoke at the end of the corridor.
After finishing half a box of cigarettes, he looked out of the window and found it was almost another morning. And he felt more frustrated for no
reason.
Only then did Avery remember that he had promised Vivian to accompany
her. He put out the cigarette and stood by the window for a while to disperse
the smell of smoke on his body. Only then did he turn back to Vivian’s room.
A nurse rushed out of the patient’s room and shouted, “Where is the family member of the patient of No. Three? She is not well now, hurry up!”
Avery suddenly came to his senses. It was Vivian.
His face suddenly turned dark. When he rushed into the room, he saw that Vivian had been stabbed in the lower belly and fell to the ground with a pale
face.
And beside her stood Nigel, Darlene’s younger brother. There was a bloody dagger next to his feet…