Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 64 Make a Choice Today

I just wanted to bail ASAP, like someone standing by the ocean with a tsunami coming in. One second too long and I'd be toast. Arthur's car was just a hop away. But as soon as I grabbed the door handle, a bandaged hand slammed it shut. My heart dropped.

Arthur was already in the driver's seat, not even budging.

Ethan was leaning against the car, one hand in his pocket.

I didn't dare look up; my eyes were glued to Ethan's injured hand.

"Emily, I'm not one to beat around the bush. You can hop in his car or mine. Make your call today, and whatever you pick, I'll roll with it." Ethan's voice was chill, like it was no biggie, but to me, it felt like the world was ending.

I almost caved and walked over to Ethan. But then I remembered his games, remembered Fiona he couldn't let go of, and Victor's words that made me feel like dirt. I couldn't bring myself to get close to him. Since we couldn't be a thing, I had to cut it off before it got messier.

I tried to open the car door again, but Ethan was still leaning on it, blocking me.

He didn't budge, just stood there, but I saw his bandaged hand clench into a fist, blood seeping through.

"Made up your mind?" His voice turned icy, losing its calm.

I took a deep breath, forced myself to look at him. "Yeah."

I thought he'd blow up, but he didn't. He just smirked. "Alright."

I almost lost my balance, but I kept it together, trying not to show any emotion.

Ethan slowly pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up. "Then let's set a date to finalize the divorce."

I swallowed hard, my throat tasting like metal. "Okay."

His hand holding the cigarette froze for a sec. Then he switched it to his bandaged hand, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a pearl necklace.

I knew it; it was the one we sent for repair last time.

"Guess this is trash now." The next second, the necklace flew from his hand, landing perfectly in a nearby trash can.

My heart ached. I knew what he was gonna do the moment he raised his hand. I even wanted to grab it from him, but I didn't.

After tossing the necklace, Ethan turned and walked away, leaving me with his cold, indifferent back.

But my eyes were stuck on the bandage on his hand, the red spreading fast. I wasn't squeamish about blood, but my heart hurt, and I felt dizzy.

Arthur's voice snapped me back to reality

into Arthur's car. In the rearview mirror, I saw

Arthur reached over and grabbed my hand. "Emily, thanks for giving

remembered the day we divorced, I told Arthur, "If the whole world turns its back on

that. Only someone as shameless as him could think that after all the crap he put me through, he could just waltz back into

a light response, and pointed to a supermarket up ahead. "Drop me off here, I need

go ahead. I'll catch a

Arthur nodded, "Alright."

into the supermarket, and as soon as Arthur's car was out of sight, I hailed a

the trash can from earlier, not caring about the grime, and

lost something and helped me dump out the trash. I squatted there like a

crowd started gathering. I ignored

it right away, but it was nowhere to be

Ethan toss it in, maybe someone already snatched it. Not finding the necklace felt like an unequivocal sign that Ethan and I were

and a clean hand pulled me up. I caught a glimpse of a dark gray suit

didn't mind my dirty hands or the stares from others. He held my hand and led me to the hospital restroom, turning on the faucet to wash my hands clean. "What were you looking for?"

my head. "Some things, once lost, can never be found

hands,

way smoother than Ethan's, just like the

"Emily, if you

for, but he probably had

the window. "Our marriage was a screw-up from the start. I can't keep living

slender fingers drummed lightly on the steering wheel, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "When it comes to feelings, is there really a right or wrong? Sometimes, even

felt like someone who'd been through the

out a cigarette. "You go ahead, I'll finish this smoke

Broadway Alley, I glanced back and saw Jason's car still parked at

was right there. He looked at

being unusually attentive. Without overthinking it, I got in the

To make my life a bit easier, I had to use Arthur as a cover to show

down. I was just playing a part, but

me to dinner. With all the gossip, my gut reaction was to say no, but it was hard to turn him down.

I already have plans," I said, using it

voice. "Alright then, I guess I'll

called Arthur. "Wanna

he took me to a

now, things were different. Not only did I accept it calmly, but when he pushed the menu towards

the food arrived, just as I picked up my fork, the glass of water

Vivian standing there with a spiteful look. She spat out, "Arthur, you're back