A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 232

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Don’t Give It to Me

Dakota felt a sharp pain in her heart. After a long while, she had no choice but to say to Tim.

“The Swale family owed Mr. Elicott’s life. Since it has been investigated, there is no need to investigate further. Don’t let Martin find out anything. That will only make him feel worse.”

Tim nodded. “Yes, Madam.”

He wanted to go out first and let Dakota be alone for a while, or go back to Darlene’s bedroom.

Just as Tim was about to go outside, Dakota called out to him, “Send two clever guys to secretly keep an eye on the Elicott family. If there is any trouble over there, we have to do our best to help as much as possible.

“However, Martin was definitely unwilling to accept the Swale family’s help. They had to think of a way to not do anything in the name of the Swale family.”

Tim responded, “I understand, Madam. I will do it now.”

Dakota nodded and let him out. She sighed again, “It’s a pity. No matter how we compensate the Elicott family, a boy’s life is gone.”

To be honest, the fact that a living person donated his heart was terrifying for everyone.

Not to mention that if Darlene knew the truth, how could she accept it calmly?

After all, what allowed her to continue living was not just a heart, but a human life.

Thinking of this, Dakota made up her mind to hide the truth. When Darlene woke up, Dakota would try to make her believe that her heart was not donated by Nathen.

Dakota always felt uneasy and worried that she would expose some flaws. She subconsciously looked upstairs. But when she looked up, she froze.

Darlene was standing on the stairs, her face pale.

Dakota realized that Darlene had probably heard the conversation just now, and she did not know how long Darlene had been standing there.

Dakota panicked for a moment and forgot to react.

The servant who was still standing downstairs saw Darlene on the stairs and immediately walked over. “Ms… Ms. Swale, you’re awake.”

The servant wanted to curry favor with Dakota. When she thought that Darlene was already the daughter of the Swale family, she immediately changed her address.

Darlene already felt that he had been muddle-headed from sleep and had been hallucinating.

Darlene did not have much of a relationship with the Swale family, so how could she have fallen asleep in the Swale’s house and even heard those words?

Now that the servant called her “Ms. Swale”, Darlene felt even more pain in her head.

Darlene had been asleep in bed for too many days and she heard such a shocking truth as soon as she got out of bed. So she couldn’t get used to it at all. Her body staggers and she had a blackout.

Her entire body fell forward, and her mind was filled with huge dizziness and a ringing sound. Her body leaned forward and fell down the corridor.

The servant cried out in alarm and was anxious to help her up.

Dakota saw that Darlene lost her balance and suddenly came back to her senses. She quickly got up and rushed over.

These years, Dakota had been doted on and cared about by Lucian and Braylen. She was a gentle woman in everything she did. She had never been anxious.

It was almost the first time she was so flustered.

Dakota was even a step faster than the servant standing by the stairs and stopped Darlene who had fallen down.

Darlene relapsed into a coma. Dakota stopped her and her body suddenly withstood Darlene’s weight.

Dakota could not care about anything else. She fell uncontrollably, and she only remembered to use her hands to protect Darlene’s head.

Darlene was Dakota’s daughter, who had just woken up after being unconscious for so many days. What if Darlene got her head hit again? What if something happened?

The servant stood frozen in shock and fear. When she rushed to help the two people who fell down, she was still a step slower.

Dakota let the unconscious Darlene lean on her and fell back. So Dakota’s head hit heavily on the ground.

Fortunately, the villa was covered with carpets everywhere, otherwise, after such a hit, Dakota would at least have a concussion.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Dakota’s mind was in a daze. Her entire brain was buzzing, but she forgot the pain in her body. She just reached out and anxiously touched Darlene’s head. “Is she alright?

She has to be fine.”

The servant was in a hurry to help Dakota up. Behind her, Lucian said in a cold voice, “Let me do it!”

Dakota had her head hit. The servant might not be careful enough. Maybe she would hurt Dakota.

The servant took a step back with a pale face. Lucian approached and raised his voice to instruct Braylen, who had just rushed in from the door, “Braylen, hurry up and carry your sister. Send them to the hospital first.”

Braylen rushed over and carried Darlene out. He did not forget to murmur in his heart, when you need me to do something, you remember that I am your son. But after that, you will still ask me to go outside the door and stand.

From this point of view, the way Lucian treated his son was exactly the same as Dakota’s.

After Darlene and Dakota were sent to the hospital, the nurse arranged for them to be in the same VIP ward in order to make it easier for the family to take care of them.

The fall just now was not serious. After all, the stairs were covered with thick carpets.

Dakota had been examined and was not seriously injured, not to mention that Darlene was protected by Dakota before they fell. She was fine.

The real reason why Darlene was in a coma was not that she was injured, but because her mood suddenly fluctuated too much.

Dakota did not care about her own health at all. After being persuaded by Lucian for so long, she reluctantly made a CT on her brain. After that, she sat beside Darlene’s bed anxiously and stayed close to Darlene.

Beside the bed were Braylen, Lucian, Tim, and two doctors and nurses who took care of Darlene.

Six pairs of eyes stared at the unconscious Darlene on the bed, almost surrounding the bed without a gap, as if they were visiting a rare animal in a zoo.

Darlene did not sleep well. Even if she had not woken up, her mood was extremely bad.

Dakota had changed several sets of clothes for Darlene after half a day. Darlene’s body was still drenched in sweat every now and then, and her head was covered in sweat from time and time.

She fell into the nightmare. In the dream, Nathen’s face was as pale as a dead person’s.

He held a bloody thing in his hand and walked towards Darlene, stuffing it into her hand.

Nathen’s voice was as cold as his hand.

He said, “Darlene, I’ll give you my life. Take it.

“Darlene, why don’t you take it? Don’t you want to live?” he asked, puzzled.

“Didn’t you want me to take you to do a heart transplant? Look, this is a heart suitable for you. Why don’t you want it? Do you dislike my heart?

Darlene retreated backward. She retreated faster, her breathing rapid and full of fear.

Until her back suddenly hit the wall behind her, she had no way to retreat.

Nathen approached Darlene and stuffed the blood-stained thing into her hand. It was a heart.

The heart throbbed in her hand. Bang, bang, bang.

Darlene screamed and suddenly opened her eyes, waking up.

What Darlene saw was the ceiling above her head, as well as many pairs of eyes staring at her.

Her vision was still somewhat blurry. Looking at those eyes, she saw they overlapped with Nathen’s eyes.

It was as if many Nathen, who held their hearts, were constantly approaching her.

Darlene sat up from the bed, trembling. Her face was pale, and her rationality quickly fell apart.

Darlene randomly grabbed whatever she could grab by her side, even pulling off the drip bottle that was hanging beside her, and smashed it toward the few people beside the bed.

“Get lost, get lost!

“I don’t want it. I’m begging you. Don’t give it to me. I don’t want it!”

Darlene was in a sorry state like mad. When she was in the most panicked state, she noticed Gustave who had entered the ward.