Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Because You Are My Wife

When Ethan said that, I clammed up, which made him chuckle.

"Why me? You have plenty of options," I asked, looking him in the eye, wanting the truth.

Ethan's playful look vanished. "You want the truth?"

I nodded.

"Because you're simple," he said.

"Simple?" I echoed.

Ethan sat on the bed's edge, lifting his head slightly. "Yeah, you're straightforward, unlike other women with all their complicated thoughts. Being with you is relaxing. I married you for who you are, nothing else." He spoke slowly and calmly, but I felt a twinge of disappointment.

Few people could analyze feelings so clearly. Overly rational folks in relationships could be scary.

I didn't expect that after crawling out of a messy marriage, I'd jump back in the next day.

Not because Ethan slept with me, but because of his grandfather's wish, his honest view of love, and because I was genuinely moved by him, thinking we could grow from liking to loving each other.

I didn't expect to run into Arthur, my ex-husband, at City Hall the day after our divorce. But sometimes, life was just that coincidental.

Ethan's car had just pulled up, and before I got out, I saw them.

Vivian was stepping out of the car in front, wearing a top with a plunging neckline, practically spilling out as she walked. She seemed happy, clinging to Arthur's arm. Looked like he had already won her over. "Emily, I'm the one beside you now. Be confident," Ethan's steady voice broke in.

I turned to look at Ethan, who was quietly watching me. He must have showered this morning; his hair was still a bit damp.

Today, Ethan was dressed sharply, his white shirt perfectly ironed, cuffs rolled up slightly, showing off a fancy watch. And his face was captivating from any angle.

and Vivian too and noticed

a great guy as my husband was something to be proud of.

car, we headed to the same place and ran into each other at the entrance. Since I had already seen them, I was

you doing here?" Vivian clung to Arthur's arm

arm. "Whatever you're here for,

eyes darted between us, looking shocked that Ethan was really

her usual mocking. "Didn't think

used to Vivian's jabs. But since Arthur had dumped me,

at Ethan, seeing his face darken like he

want him to lose it over these jerks, so I tightened my grip on his arm and calmly said to Vivian, "Yeah, Arthur dumped me, but that doesn't mean he

eyes softened when he looked at me. "Let's go. They're

them, I held Ethan's arm as we walked into City Hall,

lots of people registering, and there was even

valuable, so we've arranged for someone to handle

kept sneaking glances at

the window. Vivian seemed upset by the unequal treatment, arguing with Arthur, who was trying to calm her down, but she wasn't having it. Seeing Arthur grovel to please Vivian, I felt a bit sorry for him. When he eventually lost his self-respect in

Ethan and I were now legally married. Less than twenty-four hours after my divorce, I had registered with another man. It was so crazy. But that's exactly what happened. Since Ethan barged into my life, everything's been a whirlwind. My world flipped upside down because

in line. Vivian, clearly annoyed, couldn't resist a jab. "You're just a commoner, thinking you

no wonder she thought that. But she had stolen my husband and was marrying because she was pregnant.

to respond, but then Ethan asked, "Emily, how big is that old

"It's probably over

Your house will likely be demolished, and you should get a substantial compensation, at least $400,000, and probably a new house as well." 'Development? Demolition? I

Vivian's faces

If he had known my old house was worth so much, he might not have been so quick to

hand on my shoulder affectionately. "I'll have a lawyer notarize your property later. What's yours, I won't take a single dollar. But my property is yours, and you

staring at him. "Isn't that a

you're my wife, and I naturally want to treat you

blushed. The

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