Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 55 This Feels More Like Destiny

"Happy now?" Arthur's voice on the other end of the line sounded tired and hoarse.

I was speechless. He pressed on, "My child is gone. Satisfied?"

He made it sound like I was to blame for his child's death.

"Vivian's still alive, right?" I shot back, almost harshly.

Arthur took a breath and said through gritted teeth, "Emily, I didn't think you could be so cruel."

"Cruel?" I laughed coldly. "Maybe my child came back for revenge."

Thinking about that night, the plastic bag Arthur took away, reopened the scar in my heart, making it hurt all over again.

Suddenly, the phone was snatched from my hand, and a warm body pressed against me. Arthur was still talking, but I couldn't hear him anymore.

Ethan's kiss took over my thoughts. He smelled fresh from a shower, his damp hair brushing my forehead and cheeks, tickling me.

He kissed me gently, like handling a piece of art, neither rushed nor impatient. I couldn't resist his teasing, and my mind was a mess, especially after Arthur's eerie call. Arthur wasn't one to take a loss easily. He wouldn't let this go.

"Did you do that at the wedding?" I asked, surprisingly, at such an inappropriate moment.

Ethan gently released my lips, his hand moving downward. He didn't answer, just stared at me. Though close, his gaze felt distant, like he was looking at me but not really seeing me, his expression unreadable.

"Finding news from eight years ago isn't easy. The old newspapers from the Starlight Times are why you've been in contact with Derek lately, right?" I continued.

Ethan's lips hovered near mine, ready to kiss but never quite doing so. "You're very smart," he admitted.

I should have realized it at the scene, but I was too shocked to think. Arthur's accusatory call made me reflect, and the clues were clear.

planned overnight; it took a lot of preparation. Ethan had done many things behind my back,

breathing

made me feel regretful. No matter what kind

is innocent," I

"Innocent?" Ethan laughed coldly.

was their fault, remember? Emily, I told you, there's no room for so much kindness in this world. There are too many innocent people." His tone was particularly cold, making me shiver inside. "Her fall was an accident, but it felt

Maybe it

my cheek, a mischievous smile suddenly appearing. "You haven't

"What question?"

and asked slowly, "You said you were nostalgic today. Do you still think about your old husband?" His voice was slow, but his tone was no longer as gentle

who is your husband?" He

spoke shakily, "Ethan, my husband

on other men, especially those who've hurt

"Yes!" I replied quickly.

know how long it took, but Ethan eventually fell

this go easily. But then I thought, 'Arthur can't

I woke up, Ethan wasn't beside me,

I fell asleep again, but the music came back, louder this time, echoing

villa, I saw Ethan in the garden under the night sky, wearing a white shirt and sitting on a chair

it, and it sounded beautiful. I walked towards him,

called

back, Ethan was gone, only the guitar was

last time I touched the guitar,

fingers. When I pulled my hand back, I found a cut on my fingers, and

where are you?"

face. Ethan was gently touching my

him, still shaken. "I had a very strange dream, it was