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.

me back to reality as the car

slid into Arthur's car. In the rearview mirror, I saw Ethan's car whip around

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

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

shameless as him could think that after all the crap he put

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

replied, "No need, you go ahead. I'll catch a

Arthur nodded, "Alright."

Arthur's car was out of

headed straight to the trash can from earlier, not caring about the grime,

and helped me dump out the trash. I squatted there like a beggar,

a crowd started gathering. I

wasn't small; I should've spotted it right

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

clean black shoes appeared beside me, and a clean hand pulled me up. I caught a glimpse of a

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?" he asked

things,

my hands,

way smoother than Ethan's, just like the vibe he

Jason said, "Emily, if you can't let go,

didn't know what I was looking for, but he probably had a good guess why

the window. "Our marriage was a screw-up from the start. I

is there really a right or wrong? Sometimes,

puzzle. Sometimes he seemed so innocent and straightforward, but other times, he felt like someone who'd been through the wringer, hiding his weariness behind that sunny, warm

my stop, I hopped out, and he slowly pulled out a cigarette. "You go ahead, I'll finish this smoke before I

walked deeper into Broadway Alley, I glanced back

morning, as I stepped out of Broadway Alley, Arthur's car was right there. He looked at me through the half-open

I got in the passenger seat, treating it

lot of people saw Jason's actions at the hospital yesterday, and today, rumors were flying everywhere. To make my life a bit easier, I had

together, but I turned him down. I was

of the workday, Jason called, wanting to invite me to dinner. With all the gossip, my gut reaction was to say no, but it was hard to turn

have plans," I said, using

his voice. "Alright then, I guess I'll have to book in advance next

Arthur. "Wanna take me to

and he took me to a mid-range restaurant. Given his current financial mess, it

were different. Not only did I accept it calmly, but when he pushed the menu towards me, I didn't hesitate to order a

my fork, the glass of water on the

saw Vivian standing there with a spiteful look. She spat