A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 248

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 248

Chapter 248 Swallowed by the Sea

Dakota was so anxious that she blacked out. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

She tried her best to hold back under the support of Lucian and followed Gustave to the underground garage.

In the garage, the car Gustave drove here was now gone.

Dakota anxiously said, “Hurry, hurry up and call the police. Ask the servants and bodyguards in the villa to find Darlene.”

The police and the connection of the Swale family were all mobilized, and they started searching in various areas in Baltimore.

Since the hypnosis, Darlene had been calm.

Almost no strange emotion had been revealed.

She did not cry or make a fuss and was neither happy nor sad. She suddenly left. No. one knew how long she prepared to do this in her heart and what reckless things she would Whether she stayed or left, everything seemed to be quiet.

Almost no one around her could expect that she would leave while preparing dinner in the kitchen with a happy face.

The airport and station in Baltimore were sealed for the search. The managers and staff at the entrance of the expressway were also notified and they carefully checked every passing person.

Even an animal could not run out of Baltimore, but Darlene was missing.

Gustave thought of Nathen’s grave. When he rushed to the cemetery, a large piece of paper was about to be burned out in front of the gravestone.

Because the ground was a little wet from the snow, a small piece of paper was left. It was mixed in a pile of ashes and swayed in the wind.

On the paper were Nathen’s eyes and forehead.

Gustave could not breathe. He picked up the fragment. He remembered the words

Darlene said when she was asleep. “There’s another painting. I owe him a painting.”

He recalled that Darlene picked up her brush lately. She often sat alone in her room or on the balcony. He didn’t know what she was painting, but she said that it would relieve the boredom.

It turned out that she had shown the sign long ago. It turned out that she always had a flaw.

The words she said when she was half-asleep were strange, and it was also strange that she always liked to draw alone.

But why didn’t he notice it before?

Why did he feel that those words were just dream talk and that her urge to draw was normal?

His hand that was holding the paper began to tremble. The feeling of panic flooded him.

It was the first time he had such a strong feeling. He knew that he was too late.

He always thought that he had paid enough attention to Darlene and understood her well. Only now did he realize that he had neglected too many important moments.

He clenched the paper and turned back to the security room in the cemetery. From the surveillance footage, he saw that Darlene left the cemetery about half an hour ago.

30 minutes. It had been too long. He was late again. He should have come here immediately.

Gustave returned to the car and sat in the back seat. His heart surged with guilt and unwillingness.

“Why am I so slow?”

Dakota picked up the phone. It was Dr. Everett.

“Mrs. Swale, I have checked your daughter’s hypnosis video and medical records.” His anxious voice sounded.

“I have to remind you that she isn’t okay, and it is very likely that she is suffering from serious depression.

“When the depression reaches a certain level, they might not be able to control their actions. From now on, you must…”

Dakota’s mind went blank. She only heard the sentence “they might not be able to control their actions”.

Dr. Everett wanted her to keep a close eye on Darlene, but it was too late.

Dakota looked at the traffic light in front of her in despair. On the empty street, there were countless crossroads that led to countless places.

Baltimore was too big and too messy.

Darlene could be everywhere. Where could she go to find her?

Even if there were more policemen and bodyguards, how could they find Darlene if she didn’t want to be found?

Dakota’s mind was blank, and she muttered, “What should we do? Where should we go?

The police and bodyguards had no news of her.”

Gustave tried hard to guess where Darlene would go.

But it was only now that he realized that his understanding of Darlene was too little.

The time he spent with Darlene was less than a year.

In the orphanage, when Darlene was a teenager, they had been together for six months.

A few months ago, when Gustave returned to the U.S. and met Darlene, they became familiar again.

It had been less than six months since then.

What did Darlene like? Where would she go? What was she thinking now? What would she do?

Gustave found that he didn’t know.

After thinking for a long time, he found some useful memories in his mind.

He remembered that Darlene told him that her most regretful thing was that she followed Teresa to the Gallard family after she was saved from the Beaufort Sea at the age of 12.

All the mistakes seemed to start at that time.

So, if she could choose again, she hoped to go back to the day she fell into the sea.

Whether it meant the beginning or the end, she hoped it could happen there.

Gustave came back to his senses from his memory and said urgently, “To the Beaufort Sea.”

He added, “Go to the top of the mountain and bring some police over there. We will guard the foot of the mountain and the beach.”

Adam drove and contacted the police.

However, everyone knew that the Beaufort Sea was too big. No matter how many police officers and bodyguards were brought over, it was impossible to surround the sea and watch over the vast forest by the sea.

Even if Darlene went there, no one could be sure that she would be at the top of the mountain or by the sea, or somewhere else.

In addition, the signal was bad and almost no communication equipment could be used, so no matter how many people went there, once they were scattered, they would not be able to communicate with each other immediately.

Not to mention that it was the middle of the night. The light was dim, and the seaside and the top of the mountain were almost invisible.

But even if they had to look for a needle in a haystack, they had to do it.

Gustave was more certain that Darlene must have gone to the Beaufort Sea.

The search on the beach and the top of the mountain started, and the people quickly dispersed.

It was close to midnight, and Darlene was sitting on the top of the mountain. She could see the lights in the distance, the stars, and the moonlight. She sat high, and everything seemed to be beside her.

She sat for a long time until she heard a rustling sound coming from behind her.

Someone was coming over, and the sound was getting louder and clearer.

She turned around and met the light of a flashlight.

In the dark, she could not see Gustave’s face, but she knew his outline. Behind him, footsteps were approaching.

Darlene stood up from the rock she was sitting on. She heard Gustave’s voice tremble. “Darlene, don’t stand there. It’s dangerous.

“Dr. Everett said that you are just sick and can’t control your behavior. No one wants to die. It’s the disease controlling you.”

Darlene looked at him. Behind her were the bottomless abyss and the sea under the cliff.

Her eyes were blank. “Sorry, I can’t do it.”

She couldn’t ignore the heart in her chest and Nathen’s life, and she couldn’t live on as a matter of course.

No excuse or reason could support her living on with the life of someone else.

Gustave’s eyes were red. He stood where he was and didn’t dare to move. His body was trembling. “Listen to me, don’t be like this.”

Darlene seemed to be unable to hear anything. She kept shaking her head and repeated those words, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

She slowly retreated, and then, she fell as if a big vortex was sucking her in.

In an instant, the vortex swallowed her.