Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 It Was All a Deception

Ethan had his hands in his pockets and turned his head when he heard her call, looking unusually serious.

The woman was holding her stomach, frowning, clearly uncomfortable. Ethan said something I couldn't hear, then helped her to an empty chair in the waiting area and handed her a bottle of water. He wasn't far from me, but he didn't notice me at all. Seeing this, my heart sank. All the warmth and protection he had shown me felt like a lie.

I always thought he was a responsible guy. Maybe I made the wrong choice again.

I don't know if Ethan sensed something, but he suddenly looked my way. I quickly stepped back, hiding around the corner. When I peeked out again, he had already looked away.

I don't remember how I got back. When I handed the test report to Charlotte, she kept thanking me. I sat in the chair, feeling lost and silent.

"Emily, you don't look good," Lisa said, concerned.

I shook my head numbly and whispered, "It's nothing, just feeling a bit off."

"Where do you feel off? Don't push yourself. If you really feel bad, take a break. I'm here," Lisa insisted.

"My heart feels off," I said blankly.

I don't know how much time passed before my phone rang, and Ethan's name lit up on the screen. My throat felt tight, but I still answered. "Do you miss me?" Ethan's voice was as charming as ever.

I leaned back in the chair, tilting my head up, blinking away the soreness in my eyes. "Yes."

"Then come out and see me. I'm at Grace Hospital," he said.

He admitted he was at the hospital and asked to see me so casually. Maybe there was some misunderstanding.

I walked out of the building and saw him sitting on a bench in the yard, his sleeves half-rolled up, looking relaxed. His profile was like a painting.

I took a deep breath and walked towards him. He saw me quickly, a smile spreading across his face, warm in the sunlight.

I looked away, trying to stay clear-headed. I told myself, 'Many beautiful things are just appearances. I can't be fooled, and I can't indulge in this anymore, no!' Ethan pulled me to sit beside him, his arm naturally around me, but I felt uncomfortable.

"Why are you here?" I asked calmly.

to see you," he said

still have hope, but he did. If he were truly honest,

lunch?" he asked, twirling a few strands

grass, seeing every blade clearly.

wrong?" Ethan finally noticed something was off, his

my heart race, but now

him, forcing me to look into his eyes. He studied me for a moment, then smirked mischievously,

who's pregnant isn't me.' I gently pushed Ethan away. "No, I just don't want to eat right now. Besides,

"Alright, but don't skip meals. If you

I returned to my job, but I was distracted all afternoon. When it was time to

any sense of belonging was gone. I felt like an outsider, like I

too dramatic, so I made dinner and

the door opened, it was already dark. The lights were off, and Ethan probably searched around before finding me on the balcony. "What are you doing here?"

cooling off here. The food might

eat?" he

because I was afraid he would force me to eat, afraid I couldn't

my chin with one hand, looking at me seriously. "What's wrong with you? I noticed you

pressed his forehead against mine. When I

you really pregnant?" He had a teasing smile, his

What then?" I looked directly at him,

think? I told you back in Greenfield Village, whether or not to take birth control

take responsibility?" I pressed

escape, pressing tightly against the back

do you think I'll take responsibility? What's wrong with you today? Did you burn out all your

wasn't in the mood. He mentioned the child and taking responsibility without a

in my ear became heavier, and his hand slipped under

held his hand and turned my face away, avoiding his kiss. "I'm

kissed my forehead. "If you're tired, go

the scene of Ethan with that pregnant woman. It seemed I had to find the truth myself. I didn't know when Ethan went to bed, probably because

me to work, and I didn't refuse. He parked the car in the usual

when he was in a good mood, he would call me "honey," so calling me by

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