Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 61 Once the Anger Subsides, Head Home Early

Since our last brief meeting, I only remembered Victor as stern. I knew he didn't like me.

Ethan didn't need to question his lineage; he got his good looks and serious demeanor from Victor.

Just like now, Victor didn't say a word, but one look from him made me feel small.

"Dad," I greeted out of respect.

Victor glanced away and walked in. I quickly stepped aside.

"Don't call me that. I won't acknowledge a daughter-in-law who hasn't earned my approval," he said calmly, leaving me frozen.

By the time I snapped out of it, Victor was already seated on the sofa, looking around like it was his first time here.

Even if Victor didn't accept me, I was still Ethan's wife and needed to take care of him.

I poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Victor. Not daring to call him Dad again, I just said, "Here's some water." Victor looked up at me again.

I lowered my head, feeling the weight of his gaze.

Victor asked, "How much money do you want?"

I was stunned. "What do you mean by that?"

Victor lit a cigarette, his lips curling in contempt. "Emily, 26, graduated from Starlight Medical College with a nursing degree, working at Benevolence Hospital since. Your ex-husband was an obstetrician there but got fired recently." I stared at him, shocked. "You investigated me?"

Victor took a drag, smiling slightly. "Your dad was a truck driver who died in an accident over a decade ago. Your mom became a vegetable in the same accident and passed away this June at Benevolence Hospital. You grew up poor and likely learned early that money is crucial. For the poor, survival often comes down to money."

He was right; the rich lived for life, the poor for survival. But that didn't mean the poor would sell everything for money. We had dignity too.

for his

are divorced, but I don't underestimate you. Ethan hasn't been close to any girl

bitterly. "You

just money; maybe you have other motives. He may not like me meddling, but he's

me guilty. No matter what I say, it'll just seem like I'm

the water glass,

"You have your motives, and Ethan has his. Do you really think he likes you? Women are lining up to marry him. Why you? He chose

to get back at both

to cling to him or take his money. I'll leave now." I ran upstairs, packed

still there, smoking like he

about to leave without a word, but then I stopped. "You still feel unwilling, don't you? Name your price," Victor said, like he

turned back, smiling bitterly but proudly. "My feelings are priceless. There's no shame in any job. What's wrong with being a nurse? Fiona singing in a bar isn't disgraceful either. Some are born rich, some poor. So what if we're poor? We don't steal or rob. We earn every penny through hard work. What's wrong with that? Ethan..." my voice choked up. "If you don't want others to love him, then you should love him well. Ethan may have money, but that doesn't mean he has everything. There are many things money can't

Ethan longed for his father's

serious, and he stared at me silently, lost

gripped my suitcase and walked out of the villa. It felt like I was always running

Alley; Ethan would find me

car window, tears flowed silently. I had hoped to talk things out with

saw headlights. It was Ethan's car, speeding. Was he rushing back

looked back, his car was already far away. My chest hurt so

out my phone, scrolled to Ethan's number, and after hesitating, blacklisted

the entrance. She took my luggage and

could tell I'd

asked if I had eaten. Not wanting to trouble her, I lied and

kept asking, so I finally told her

could he have a father like that?" Bella was angry for

mistake from the start. I

you to get back at Arthur and his dad. I don't think that's the case. The way