Chapter 198


    Chapter 198 A Kiss


    Darlene did not turn around. She was not interested in why Avery needed tranquilizers, and she no


    longer cared about his current physical condition.


    After pausing for a moment, she continued to walk in, pretending that she had


    not heard Cyrus‘ request.


    As she walked past the iron gate in the front yard, Cyrus suddenly knelt behind her and said in a deep


    voice, “I am not qualified to force you to make a choice, but this time, Mr. Gard’s condition is really


    bad.”


    “Mr. Gard has forgotten all the things that he did. He suddenly faced so much evidence and the self


    that waspletely different from the one in his memory. It’s difficult for him to ept these things.


    “I only hope you can take a look at him andfort him so that he can go through it.”


    Seeing that Darlene still did not turn around, Cyrus raised his voice somewhat eagerly. “Mr. Gard hurt


    you. The Gard family, including me, also hurt


    you.


    “But Mr. Gard’s current mood is really bad. The doctor said that if this went on, something would


    happen. I can only shamelessly beg you to see him.”


    Darlene turned around. An old man was kneeling in front of her. It was impossible for her to be unmoved.


    However, her voice was still cold and distant. “Cyrus, you know best how


    much effort I put in to leave him. You also know best how much pain I suffered


    because of him.


    “It is not that I am ruthless. Reality does not allow me to be soft–hearted at all. Cyrus, you forced me like


    this just to humiliate yourself. A person like him is not worthy of you doing this.”


    Cyrus said sadly, “Back then, Mr. Gard did something wrong to you. It was


    all because he was deceived by Vivian.


    “Now, Vivian is already living a life worse than death. After Mr. Gard learned the truth, he tortured her


    and no longer had any feelings for her.


    “It was also because of his love for you. He hoped that he could make it up to you and make you feel


    better.”


    Cyrus was anxious to defend Avery. “Ever since his mother passed away, Mr. Gard has not been


    treated well by anyone.


    “His father does not love him. His grandfather just wants to train him as a tool to manage thepany


    and control him.


    “In those years, Mr. Gard always thought that you treated him well because you wanted the money of


    the Gard family. He thought you wanted to curry favor with him to get benefits. That was why he was


    so wary of you and hostile to you. Yet he is really grateful to you and cares about you.”


    Darlene sneered, “He is grateful to me and cares about me? Cyrus, tell me. What has he done to show


    his gratitude to me and concern for me over these


    years?


    “When he was paralyzed in bed, I took care of him for a year. In return, I got his indifference for two


    years. When he was in a wheelchair, I took care of him for another year. In return, I was injured in the


    middle of the night by him and got six stitches in the emergency room.


    “Finally, I thought I would no longer suffer, but in the end, the child was


    gone,


    and both Nigel and I were almost killed by him.”


    There was only indifference in her eyes as Darlene looked at Cyrus. She said sarcastically, “Cyrus, tell


    me. What is gratitude? And what is care? What can be considered hispensation?


    “You said that no one loved Avery and that he was pitiful, but he has a family. You are just a butler, and


    you are willing to kneel down and plead for him.


    “Cyrus, he is not pitiful. All these years, the pitiful person has always been me. All of you are advising me


    to forgive him, but no one ever tried to persuade him to let me go back then.”


    Cyrus was speechless. After a while, he said, “Ms. Garcia, Gard really cares about you. At this point,


    he really knows that he was wrong. After all, he…”


    “Enough,” Darlene interrupted him. Even though she tried to calm down, she almost lost control of her


    emotions.


    She took a deep breath, her nails sinking into her palms. She slowed down her breathing and turned


    around.


    “There’s no need to say anything else. Cyrus, I know what you want to say, but I won’t listen. It’s cold


    outside. You should go back early. Keep your knees warm. I’ve said I won’t go see him, and I won’t


    change my mind.”


    She went straight inside. Cyrus wanted to stop her, but he was not so thick–skinned and could not say a


    word.


    Darlene walked inside. When she went up the steps, she saw Gustave leaning against the door.


    Her expression froze for a moment, and she subconsciously looked back. Cyrus had already stood up


    and was about to turn to leave.


    There was no doubt that Gustave saw Cyrus.


    Darlene walked over. Gustave suddenly said, “Have you thought it through?”


    Darlene nodded. She didn’t know whether he was sober or not, but she replied


    seriously, “Yes. I won’t see him.”


    Gustave was reeking of alcohol. Darlene couldn’t tell if she was talking to him or herself.


    She wanted to enter the door, but Gustave stood at the door and looked down


    at her, not wanting to move aside.


    Not only did he not let her go, but he also took a step closer to her. They were so close that she felt


    pressured.


    Darlene subconsciously took a step back. She couldn’t go in, so she found a reason to go out. “I forgot


    about the hangover medicine for you. I saw that there was a self–service shopping machine not far away


    from the vi. I will go buy it for you now.”


    Just as she turned around and was in a hurry to go down the stairs, she was pulled back by the arm,


    uncontrobly falling on him.


    In a panic, she immediately pushed Gustave away and took two steps back.


    Gustave looked very unhappy. When he spoke, Darlene even heard a trace of grievance in his tone. He


    had never revealed such an emotion before.


    “I don’t cook well. I can learn. Next time, you don’t have to lock me outside


    the kitchen.”


    Darlene’s mind was nk, and she answered in confusion, “Everyone has their own strengths. Mr.


    Walpole, you don’t need to feel inferior because of


    this.”


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    She hurriedly corrected herself. “I mean, your cooking skills are not bad.”


    Gustave took another step forward. He stretched out his hand and encircled


    her against the door. Because he had drunk too much wine, his eyes seemed


    misty. He stared straight at Darlene’s face.


    “Who is better, me or Dr. Elicott?”


    His hot breath approached her. Darlene was in a daze.


    She was eager to leave when Gustave, who had trapped her, suddenly kissed her. Just as Darlene


    instinctively turned her head to avoid him, his lipsnded


    on her cheek.


    Darlene had just returned from the snow, and her body was still cold. When


    the warm lips touched her face, her mind was in a mess.


    Gustave seemed crazy rather than drunk. After she dodged, heughed softly,


    “Aurora, could it be you think Avery is better?”