Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 12 He Is Nothing More Than a Pile Driver

Everyone at the hospital kept staring at us. It was clear we were the day's hot gossip.

Arthur walked over, grabbed Vivian, and handed me a bank card. "There's ten grand on this. Sign the divorce papers and move out, and I'll give you the PIN." He'd planned this for a while, and I hadn't seen it coming. I still hoped we could work things out.

I didn't take the card but just glared at them. Suddenly, Vivian snatched it from Arthur and threw it at my face.

The card hit the corner of my eye, leaving a small cut. I covered my eye, staring at the card on the ground, feeling nothing but sadness.

Vivian was right. As a nurse, I had little power to fight back. I might get crushed by their influence and public opinion.

I warned him about my mom being in a vegetative state. He promised we'd face it together. Now, he wanted out just

do you think ten grand can clear your conscience? My time is

tried to stay calm, but my voice

wrong. He tried to defend himself but

"Time? Emily, any man would rather be alone than be with

looked embarrassed. He must've told Vivian about us sleeping

be worse than being

I'd ever said. Furious, Vivian

on medical waste and glass shards. My hands, back, and legs got cut. I gritted

to watch. Vivian tried to hit me again, but Arthur held