Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 17 Emily, are you ready?

I thought I was over Arthur and Vivian, but seeing them together hit me hard. He never kissed me like that.

Then I noticed a guy with a rose and realized it was Valentine's Day. They were probably celebrating too.

Arthur never remembered special dates. I used to think he just didn't care about them. Looking back, I feel so foolish. And their choice of place to get intimate? Gross.

"Isn't this Mr. Miller? Out with your mistress on Valentine's Day?" Bella's shout drew everyone's attention. They finally pulled apart. Arthur turned and saw me, his wife, standing there. He looked shocked. "Emily?" Vivian said, stepping away from Arthur, clearly surprised to see me.

I knew why they were shocked. I used to dress plainly, trying to save money. But today, Bella gave me a complete makeover. Even I barely recognized myself. No wonder they were stunned.

"Mr. Miller, you have good taste. Your mistress looks pretty, with a standard fake face," Bella mocked. Vivian's face darkened, and Arthur didn't look much better.

have money to come here? Guess you don't care about your mom anymore,"

stepped forward, ready to confront her. I quickly pulled her back. Vivian deserved it, but the growing crowd

"You know what your future might look like?" Bella said suddenly, catching us both off guard. She glanced at Vivian's belly and smirked. "Imagine being pregnant or holding a child at your wedding. Do you think people

targeting me. "So what? Arthur wants to marry me and have our child. Emily, you're ridiculous. Dressed up like this, hoping to snag someone?

all high and mighty? I couldn't stand it. "You're right. A fool did marry me, but now that fool's with a bitch."

to him. "Arthur, see? Her gentleness

don't speak harshly. If my

leaning against the

holding it in. I got an idea and

clung to Arthur, as if I'd take him away. She seemed to forget he was still my husband, but I

piece of gum into Arthur's suit pocket. "Arthur, chew this before kissing. It's

provoke him. His brows furrowed. Even if he didn't want me, he still wanted me to revolve around him, begging and boosting his ego. But I wouldn't. I was done with him. Seeing his expression change, I