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!"

brushed the glass shards from my hair and whispered, "Silly

just in time. Everyone was injured to some degree, so they were taken

cleaned Ethan's wound, using tweezers to pull glass shards from his scalp. It hurt me just to see it.

was also cut, and the doctor treated

as the doctor worked on him. He suddenly grabbed Bella's hand, staring at her injury. "Are you crazy? It was dangerous. Why

her hand back, looking uncomfortable. "I can handle myself. Without me, you'd be in

seemed at a loss for words and

station for questioning. I waited outside alone, every second feeling

couldn't even think about why Ethan started the fight; I was just worried about him. I didn't know how serious this was, but I knew he

come out. She sat next to me. "It

I

comfort me. "Emmy, Ethan is so capable. He'll find a way out

capable

felt like forever. When Ethan finally walked out, I stared at

shocking, but he walked with one hand in

coming from a card game, not

cigarette-holding hand on my shoulder, a tired smile on

out too. At the police station, they didn't look at each other, but as soon as they stepped out, Oliver, unable to hold back, pointed warningly

fight, Zachary just raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't be too arrogant, we'll

Bella, smiling playfully. "Miss, your

heart sank, knowing this was

cigarette to the ground, cursed "fuck," and was about to charge over, but Ethan grabbed

smirked.

"She's my

looked at Bella. "Is that so? Now I'm even more interested. Miss, remember, my name is

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

his limit. If Zachary kept talking, another fight would

Zachary finally left with

you spouting?" Bella glared at Oliver, referring to him calling her his

cigarette. "You better be careful. Zachary is just a

didn't look at Oliver, her tone calm.

female singer who had been

feeling that Ethan fought for Connie, so I instinctively scrutinized

singing. Now, looking at her, she actually seemed quite innocent, with medium-length brown

the guitar in Ethan's room and