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.

tension was broken by Ethan's phone ringing. We

"Grandpa," and the mood

from his

there,"

your grandpa okay?"

get up. A neighbor

in the elderly could be serious. "Falls

clothes and

"Me too?"

wants to see you, his

we got

should've visited him sooner instead of rushing over after a

his injured hand, Ethan drove skillfully, looking handsome with one hand

hours to reach Greenfield Village. By the

was ajar. We

white hair, was working the soil with a hoe. Hearing the gate, he straightened

after worrying

granddaughter-in-law," Martin said with

Grandpa, I'm Emily," I greeted him

off the hoe, and walked out, pointing

married, you should settle down. Stop making your

chair, laughed. "If I didn't, would you have come so quickly? Would you have brought

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

life-not luxury, but comfort and freedom in spirit. He mentioned death with a calm smile, which I admired. Living so peacefully in old age seemed like the best reward for a hard-working youth. However, knowing

Ethan said, sitting on a small stool with a rare shy

good you know you were wrong. I know you young folks like excitement

chatting, I relaxed. To win

wrapped around my waist. My face heated up, and I twisted my body. My hands were wet, so

grandpa is still

grip, pressing closer. His low voice whispered in my ear, "If you move again, I'll have sex with you right here. Last night's desire

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

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