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

background and are divorced, but I don't underestimate you. Ethan

bitterly. "You think I tricked

"Maybe it's not just money; maybe you have other motives. He may not like me meddling, but he's still my son. I

coldly. "You've already judged me guilty. No matter what I say, it'll just

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

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

chose me to get

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

still there, smoking

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

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

Ethan longed for

turned serious, and he stared at me silently, lost

felt like I was always running away, leaving places that once felt warm

Alley; Ethan would find me there. So, I called Bella for

to talk

Ethan's car, speeding. Was he rushing back

looked back, his car was already far

took out my phone, scrolled to Ethan's number,

waiting at the entrance. She took my luggage

anything. She could tell I'd been

if I had eaten. Not wanting

bed, but I couldn't sleep. Bella kept asking, so I finally told her everything, including what Jason and Victor had

could he have a father like that?"

doesn't matter. It was a mistake from the start. I

said Ethan is with you to get back at Arthur and his dad. I don't