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.

here? Guess you don't care about your mom anymore," Vivian sneered,

forward, ready to confront her. I

got it and stopped. She just gave Vivian a sharp look. "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

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

spoken up first, I would've ignored them. But Vivian stole my husband acting all high and mighty? I couldn't stand it. "You're right. A

didn't expect me to turn her words against Arthur. She clung to him. "Arthur, see? Her gentleness was all an act. Look

"I don't speak harshly. If my words hurt,

against the wall, confident I could handle

felt way better than holding it in. I got an idea and smiled,

what are you doing?" Vivian clung to Arthur, as if I'd take him away. She seemed to forget he was still my husband, but I didn't

stuffed a piece of gum into Arthur's suit pocket. "Arthur, chew this before

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