A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 18

Chapter 18 Attempted Murder

Nigel was only 12 years old, and he was frightened by such a scene. His originally sickly complexion became even paler.

He retreated repeatedly and said, “It wasn’t me. I really didn’t stab her.”

Avery’s eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed Nigel by the collar and threw Nigel to the ground.

Nigel’s head was slammed onto the wall behind him, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

When Avery was about to help Vivian, who was covered in blood, a doctor stopped him. “Sir, we still don’t know how serious her injuries are. Let’s give it to the professional doctors.”

Avery stood up with a darkened face and took two steps back. He watched as the doctors and nurses carried Vivian to the hospital trolley.

When Vivian was pushed out of the ward, her face was full of fear. She stared at Avery and said weakly, “Avery, help me.”

Avery instructed Cyrus to keep a close eye on Nigel and stop Nigel from escaping. Then, Avery helped push the trolley and sent Vivian to the door of

the emergency room.

Avery had a long face as he stared at Vivian, who was about to be pushed into the emergency room. “Don’t worry, I will seek justice for you.”

Vivian stretched out her hand weakly and grabbed Avery’s palm. Then, her

hand fell lightly, and she was pushed into the emergency room.

Avery turned around and strode back to Vivian’s ward.

In the ward, Nigel was blocked by Cyrus and could not go anywhere. So Nigel could only shrink in the corner and tremble in fear.

Avery took a few steps toward Nigel and caused the latter to retreat and say in panic, “Avery, I really didn’t hurt that woman.”

“A nurse told me that my sister wanted to see me. I remembered that my sister’s ward was on this floor and came over. But the moment I came in, I saw that woman stabbing herself in front of me.

Avery suddenly lifted Nigel from the ground. His bloodshot eyes looked even scarier while Avery gripped Nigel’s neck. “Don’t call my name. You are not worthy, just like your vicious sister.”

Nigel was young, but he knew that stabbing someone with a knife was not a small matter. He anxiously said, “I want to see my sister. My sister will prove my innocence. Let go!”

Avery was almost out of control. The palm that was gripping Nigel’s neck continuously exerted force, and Avery’s fingertips ruthlessly pinched Nigel’s

neck.

“Leave your body here. You can talk to your sister in your afterlife.”

Cyrus was worried that Avery would make things worse, so he anxiously tried to dissuade Avery. “Sir, please calm down. The matter has already happened. No matter what the actual situation is, let the police handle it.”

But Avery knew very well that a 12–year–old teenager like Nigel would not be

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If Nigel were to enter the juvenile detention center, he would have to be at

least 14 years old.

When he thought of that, Avery was even more certain that it was Darlene

who had instructed Nigel to do so. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Nigel to suddenly come over and stab Vivian.

Darlene had such a good plan, but Avery would not allow her to do as she

wished.

When Cyrus saw that Nigel was about to suffocate, he was worried that Nigel would die, so Cyrus could only quietly go out and call Darlene over.

Nigel was about to faint, and under Avery’s palm, Nigel’s face looked extremely pale.

Urgent footsteps were coming from outside, and Darlene’s anxious and angry voice was heard. “Avery, let go of him!”

As she hurried inside, Darlene stepped on a pool of blood by the bedside and

almost fell.

Looking down, Darlene was so scared that she almost stopped breathing. Under the light, there was a shocking mass of blood on the ground.

An extremely bad premonition welled up in her heart. Darlene heard Avery say coldly, “Let go? Darlene, your brother stabbed Vivian and sent her into the emergency room. Her condition is unknown. What qualifications do you have to make me release your brother?”

Darlene rushed over and reached out to grab Avery’s hand. “Impossible. I don’t care what tricks Vivian has played in front of you again. If you dare to touch my brother, I will fight you to the death.”

She desperately wanted to pull Avery’s hand away. When Darlene saw Nigel’s face turn purple, she was burning with anxiety.

Avery still had a trace of rationality left, so he did not touch Darlene. He said coldly, “Move your hand! Darlene, I’m warning you. If I find out that you are

the one who instigated this, I’ll take your life to avenge Vivian.”

Just as he finished speaking, Darlene’s eyes turned red, and she suddenly bit fiercely down on Avery’s arm that was squeezing Nigel’s neck.

She broke the skin on Avery’s arm, and Avery’s face completely darkened. He let go of Nigel and immediately exerted force in his hand, throwing

Darlene out.

Darlene slammed the back of her head into the bed, and her entire body trembled from the pain while she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Nigel endured the pain and crawled over to protect Darlene. “Did he hurt you? Are you okay?”

Darlene reached out and protected Nigel to her side. “I’m fine. Tell me that you didn’t do it, right?”

Nigel nodded with red eyes, “I didn’t. A nurse called me over to look for you. As soon as I came in, that woman stabbed herself with a knife. Then she threw the knife to my feet and screamed for help. Then the doctors and

nurses came in.”

Darlene shook her hand and grabbed Nigel’s hands. “Nigel, don’t be afraid. I

trust you, and I will protect you.”

Avery sneered, “Ms. Garcia, don’t act on your assumption. Cyrus, contact the

police now and bring Nigel to the detention center to wait for the

investigation. I want to see how she plans to protect her brother.”

Darlene gritted her teeth. In the end, Darlene lowered her head and crawled

to Avery’s side. “I beg you. My brother is still young. Even if you ask the police to arrest him, the police can’t do anything to him. Don’t you hate me for hurting Vivian? You can do anything to me.”

Avery bent down and raised his finger to lift her chin. “You really admitted

it! It was you who harmed Vivian. It was you who knew that your brother was underage and wouldn’t go to jail. All of this was plotted by you, right?”

Darlene’s nails dug into her palms, and she only repeatedly begged Avery’s forgiveness. “As long as you let my brother go, I will do everything you

want.”

Even though Nigel was underage, Avery still had thousands of ways to make Nigel go to jail and even suffer more miserable torture than going to jail.

However, Nigel was currently seriously ill, and he had to rely on the infusion bottles in the hospital all the time. Once he was locked up, regardless of whether he was in jail or the detention center, Nigel could be in danger at

any time.

The corners of Avery’s lips curled into a cold smile as he looked at Darlene with disgust. “Ms. Garcia, please explain clearly what you mean by that.”

Darlene’s shoulders began to tremble. It was a lie to say that she was not

afraid at all.

But she clearly said, “No matter where you want me to go and what you want

me to do, I will do it as you please.”

Avery laughed. “Alright, Cyrus, bring Nigel out. No one is allowed to talk about what happened tonight.”

Cyrus agreed and dragged the struggling Nigel out.

Darlene said anxiously, “But you can’t hurt my brother. We agreed before.”

Avery sized Darlene up carefully. “That will depend on you, Ms. Garcia.”

Then a doctor came in from outside and told Avery, “Mr. Gallard, Ms.

Sheridan is temporarily out of danger. She will be able to come out after half an hour of observation in the emergency room.”