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.

Ethan for his money?" I asked, holding back the

joke. "Not for money, then for love? Ms. Russell, you have no strong family background and are divorced, but I don't

"You

you have other motives. He may not like

matter what I say, it'll just

flicked his cigarette ash and reached for the water glass, then

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 a divorced woman to spite me. He's still mad I didn't approve of his relationship

to get back at both

I'll leave

was still there, smoking like

without a word, but then I stopped. "You still

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

knew Ethan longed

he stared at me silently, lost

of the villa. It felt like I was always running away, leaving places that once felt warm to keep my dignity

a taxi. I couldn't go back to Broadway Alley; Ethan would find me there. So, I called

to talk things

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

his car was already far away. My

scrolled to Ethan's number, and

me off, and Bella was waiting at the entrance. She took my luggage and asked, "What's going

anything. She could tell I'd been crying and didn't

and asked if I had eaten. Not wanting to

kept asking, so I finally told her everything, including what Jason

have a father like that?" Bella was

doesn't matter. It was a mistake

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