Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 66 Are You Crazy?

So, when Ethan chucked the phone, he also accidentally answered the call. Arthur, on the other end, never hung up. So, yeah, Arthur heard everything. Every. Single. Thing.

Ethan got off me, plopped down on my lap, and gave me this lazy, smug look while speaking on the phone, "I'm with my wife, so what? Got a problem? Too bad, you can't do squat." After the call ended, I reached for the phone, but Ethan tossed it aside and jumped on me again.

Realizing Arthur heard all that noise, I yelled, embarrassed and pissed, "Ethan!"

"Yeah, I'm here." Ethan touched my cheek, looking at my freaked-out face.

I shoved him, and he slid back into the driver's seat. I sat up, trying to fix my messy clothes.

One of his hands was tangled in my hair, playing with it, while the other, wrapped in a bandage, rested on the steering wheel.

"Emily, stop making a scene. Can we just get along?" His tone suddenly got all serious.

I looked at him, dead serious. "I'm not making a scene."

A few seconds of eye contact, maybe my stare was too intense, made Ethan's smile fade.

In a staring contest with him, I'd totally lose. I turned my face away, stubbornly looking elsewhere.

"I said, everyone has their past. You have yours, I have mine. Why let the past mess with the present?" Ethan said softly.

When Ethan said this, I remembered that I didn't know if his past was boring or wild, happy or painful. I thought we could both forget the past, live in the now, and look forward to the future together.

But I was wrong. Not only did he not forget his past, but he also had this revenge thing going on. Now, thinking back to every moment with him, it felt like it was all planned.

Plus, Victor looked down on me so much. I couldn't shamelessly stay with Ethan.

Ethan reached out to cup my face, but I shook his hand off and said, "It's impossible between us."

"What did my dad say to you?" His voice suddenly got deeper.

I wouldn't tell him how Victor insulted me that day. Their father-son relationship was already bad; I didn't want to make it worse.

I held my phone tightly and said, "Nothing, I just feel we're not right for each other. After all, we've been together for so long, we know each other well enough. We both know if we're right or not." Ethan suddenly asked, "Are you really gonna get back with Arthur?"

I was stunned, then smiled and went along with it, "Of course, isn't it said that first loves are unforgettable? Don't you get that?"

raised his

I rush to marry you without

a

looked at him, feeling miserable. I didn't want every relationship to end in bitterness. Even if we couldn't be together in

meant then, but now I do. Your purpose in getting close to me was never as simple as it seemed," I said calmly, "You also told me that

opened the car window, resting his hand holding the cigarette on the

game until now, several days had passed, and he still hadn't explained.

ended up having sex in the car, like we were going further down the wrong path. It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on my chest, making

door, but it was locked. "I

nor did he intend to unlock the

and started banging on the door, even using my head to

grabbed me, a hint of anger

calmly and repeated in a low voice, "I want to

me for a while, finally unlocked the door, and

didn't think about what to do in the middle of the night

trying to be decisive and firm. Some things were better to give up sooner rather than later. I walked down the asphalt road, not considering how long it

the car," he

ignored him and

you planning to walk all the way back?" His voice got

me, I felt a bit shaken. In the end, I opened

empty. Frustrated, he crushed the pack and tossed it

to the entrance of Broadway Alley. As I got out of the car, he suddenly grabbed my wrist with

the last time I'm asking you." He looked fierce. I hesitated for a moment

jaw and nodded. "Fine, if I come looking for you again, I'm just

pain in my heart. But long-term pain was better than short-term pain. I thought

of his word. I thought this was

There was a small flame on the steps-it was

asked, "What are

the phone earlier, and now he

and walked towards me. His face was hidden in the

can you come back to

emotions, but the calmer he was, the more cautious I became. This wasn't like him. Or maybe

forcing you. I won't

me?' I sneered internally. 'What right does he