Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 23 The Towel Dropped

Before I passed out, I grabbed Ethan's shirt and mumbled, "Was my sincerity enough? How did you handle it? Tell me."

I blacked out before hearing his answer. When I woke up, my mouth was dry, and my head was pounding.

As I tried to sit up, the thin blanket slipped off, and seeing my naked body under the sheets made my brain freeze for a moment.

I looked around the unfamiliar bedroom, unable to remember anything, just feeling the headache from a hangover.

I grabbed a towel from the bedside, wrapped it around myself, and got out of bed barefoot.

The house was big, and I could hear some noise from downstairs.

At the top of the stairs, I saw a group playing cards in the living room. They were the ones who joined the drinking session last night. Oliver was there, but Ethan was missing.

Someone noticed me and coughed, drawing everyone's attention. They all looked up at me.

quickly turned and ran back to the room, leaning against

last night, so I decided to call him for answers. I grabbed my

connected, I heard a phone

answered, and the ringing continued. Suspicious, I opened the sliding door and stepped out onto the balcony, where I saw Ethan lying on a lounge chair in a robe. In the dim light, I could vaguely see his expression. Ethan was holding a cigarette in one hand and his

awake?" he asked, turning his head after taking a drag of

him in person made me hesitate, unsure of how to ask

faintly, looking

exposed, and I instinctively clutched the towel tighter

are you so nervous? I've already

my benefactor, but our relationship had become awkward, mainly because of my own actions. I had done something irrational while drunk. Expecting Ethan to take responsibility would be childish, but this

still not sober. I'll head back now.

to leave, but Ethan grabbed me

cigarette from his mouth, lowered his head to an extremely intimate distance,

heart skipped a beat. I hadn't felt taken advantage of, but he felt