Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 An Unexpected Phone Call

Ethan's eyes scanned me from head to toe, making me super uncomfortable.

"Still up?" I tried to stay calm.

"Can't sleep all sweaty," he said.

I squeezed past him, brushing against him. "Go shower!"

He showed me his bandaged hand and pointed to his head. "How am I supposed to shower like this?"

"So, what now?" His pitiful look made me think, 'Does he want me to help him shower?'

"Help me wipe down," he said bluntly.

I thought his request was too much. We were married in name only, not that close yet.

He must've seen my reluctance. He pinched my cheek. "Don't stress, I'll do it myself."

Worried his wound might get infected, I grabbed his arm. "Fine, I'll help."

Ethan turned around slowly, and I thought I saw a smug smile. I went to get hot water, spilling it everywhere, feeling conflicted.

'He's sweaty and bloody; he needs to clean up. There's no one else to help him. I have no choice.' After steeling myself, I took the towel and hot water out.

Seeing Ethan by the bed in just his boxers, I almost dropped the basin. He looked incredibly handsome and like trouble.

I put down the basin, wrung out the towel, and braced myself.

I wiped his face, back, and chest, trying to ignore his firm muscles and heavy breathing. I acted like I was caring for a patient.

"It's time to wipe down there," Ethan's voice whispered in my ear, and I froze.

Holding the towel, I glanced down, my face burning.

In my confusion, Ethan grabbed my hand and guided it to his waistband.

his breathing in my ear grew heavier. My heart raced, and for

was broken by Ethan's phone ringing. We exchanged glances, his

answered, "Grandpa," and the mood shifted

from his

be right there,"

grandpa okay?" I asked,

A neighbor helped him

elderly could be serious. "Falls can be

clothes and

"Me too?"

"He wants to see you,

and we got in

should've visited him sooner instead of rushing over after

hand, Ethan drove skillfully, looking handsome

four hours to reach Greenfield Village. By the time we

parked outside a courtyard. The gate was ajar. We pushed

the gate, he straightened up, adjusted his glasses, and looked at me first. "Grandpa, didn't you say you..." Ethan sounded a

his frustration after

brought my granddaughter-in-law," Martin said with a

I greeted him with a

knocked the dirt off the hoe, and

settle down. Stop making your wife worry," Martin scolded with authority.

would you have come so quickly? Would you have

the way, Ethan had told me that Martin moved back to the countryside after retiring. His grandma had passed away early, and

gold-rimmed glasses, looking quite different from the typical rural elderly. Despite living alone, the courtyard was spotless, and even the small vegetable garden was weed-free. It was clear Martin valued quality of life-not luxury,

said, sitting on a small stool with a rare

young folks like

but after chatting, I relaxed.

a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around my waist. My face heated up, and I twisted my body. My

grandpa is still

His low voice whispered in my ear, "If you move again, I'll have sex

kissed my hair with satisfaction. "I've decided to stay at my grandpa's for a week. I really haven't spent

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