Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 41 It's Been Eight Years, You Should Forget What Needs to Be Forgotten

By the time I realized what was happening, the table was already flipped.

Oliver, Frank, and their friends rushed over, grabbing beer bottles and starting to fight without a word.

Ethan's hand was bleeding, but he stayed calm, his eyes steady and confident.

Other patrons screamed and fled, leaving the bar empty.

Connie, still holding her guitar on stage, stared at the fight, looking scared.

The fight was intense.

Seeing Ethan's hand bleeding, I stood on the side, almost in tears. More than fear, I felt worried. "Ethan! Stop, stop fighting."

But my voice was drowned out by the loud curses. A beer bottle shattered on Oliver's shoulder, and blood quickly seeped through his plaid shirt.

Oliver turned around and punched the guy. "Fuck, I'll kill you!" They fought fiercely, both injured, with neither gaining the upper hand.

At some point, Bella joined in. She was a black belt in Taekwondo, and her moves were impressive. She quickly took down several guys. Zachary Murphy stood on the side, watching Bella with interest. "You can fight?"

"Shut up." Bella kicked at him, but Zachary dodged it.

Bella started fighting him, but I noticed that Zachary mostly dodged and didn't fight back.

I kept looking back and forth between Bella and Ethan, worried about both.

Ethan was currently fighting a long-faced guy named Stephen Bell. Ethan had taken a few punches to the face, and his mouth was bruised.

Stephen looked even scarier, with blood streaming down his face, yet he kept swinging his fists.

I couldn't quite understand why men brawl; when tempers flare, they resort to fists.

Ethan was focused on Stephen, so he didn't notice another guy raising a beer bottle to hit him from behind.

Without thinking, I lunged at Ethan's back. He sensed something, pulling me forward. The next second, the beer bottle smashed on his head, splashing beer and glass shards onto my hair and face.

I saw blood flowing from Ethan's hair, and I was so scared I could hardly think, my voice trembling. "Ethan, are you okay? Don't scare me!"

held me, still managing to smile. He gently brushed the glass shards from my hair

was injured to some degree, so they were taken to the hospital

pull glass shards from his scalp. It hurt me just to see it. Ethan stayed silent, his face calm like the wound wasn't even his. His

cut, and the doctor treated

doctor worked on him. He suddenly grabbed Bella's hand, staring at

uncomfortable. "I can handle myself. Without me, you'd

at a loss for words and angrily kicked

were treated, they were taken to the police station for questioning. I waited outside alone, every second feeling

started the fight; I was just worried about him. I didn't know how serious

out. She sat next to me. "It won't be serious. Don't worry,

I

a way out of this. Trust me, if he couldn't, he wouldn't have

wasn't so optimistic. No matter how capable Ethan was, the

I waited for an hour, which felt like forever.

on his shirt still looked shocking, but he walked with one hand in his pocket, the other bandaged hand holding a cigarette,

card game, not

on my shoulder, a tired smile on his face. "I'm

they stepped out, Oliver, unable to hold back, pointed warningly at the others. "Don't let me see you again." Instinctively,

Zachary just raised an eyebrow and

turned to Bella, smiling playfully. "Miss, your Taekwondo is pretty

sank, knowing

enough, Oliver threw his half-smoked cigarette to the ground, cursed "fuck," and was about to charge over,

reaction, Zachary smirked. "Is

gritting his teeth. "She's my girlfriend. Try touching her, I dare

at Bella. "Is that so? Now I'm even

injured hand and smiled insincerely. "My friends hurt you. I'll make sure to teach them a lesson." Bella repeated, "Didn't you hear me? I said

If Zachary kept talking, another fight would

finally left with his

at

"You better be careful. Zachary is

tone calm. "I don't need your

been harassed earlier, Connie, walked out of the police

a nagging feeling that Ethan fought

her singing. Now, looking at her, she actually seemed quite innocent,

Connie's back, I immediately thought of the guitar in Ethan's room and his unusual