Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 68 Overnight Fame

In the dim light, Ethan's eyes were blazing with anger. He let go of my chin, pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from his clothes, and slapped it onto the sofa next to my head. Then he got up and flopped down on the other side of the

couch.

As I sat up, the small lamp in the living room flicked on.

Ethan lay there, holding a remote, his drunken eyes locked on me.

A bad feeling gripped my heart, making the paper feel like it weighed a ton when I picked it up.

Slowly unfolding it, the first three words hit me like a truck. 'Contract of Sale?' I laughed, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.

I always wondered how Arthur managed to cover a million-dollar loss at the casino. So this was how he did it.

Arthur had pawned me to Ethan for a million bucks. Arthur's signature and handprint were right there.

No wonder Ethan said what I owed him couldn't be settled with just a drink; no wonder Arthur was wary of Ethan when he saw him; no wonder Ethan said that in Arthur's mind, I had already betrayed him.

I knew Arthur wasn't a good guy. What broke my heart wasn't being sold by Arthur without my knowledge, but...

The document slipped from my trembling hands. I looked at Ethan, tears streaming down my face, my voice hoarse. "So, to you, I'm just a million-dollar contract of sale?"

Ethan climbed back up and pinned me down on the sofa, his strong smell of alcohol overwhelming me. "Not just a contract of sale. I like sleeping with you, I'm addicted to it."

I didn't struggle, staring hopelessly at the ceiling, crying uncontrollably. "So, to you, this is just a transaction."

The living room echoed with Ethan's heavy breathing and my desperate sobs.

Suddenly, the weight on me disappeared, and I was pulled up by another hand.

Jason looked at the drunken Ethan lying on the side, his voice cold. "You've had too much to drink."

With that, Jason picked me up and walked out of the villa.

Behind me, I heard Ethan's drunken voice. "Where are you taking Emily? She's my wife."

Back in Jason's car, I still couldn't calm down. The bad things kept coming, not giving me a chance to breathe.

Jason got in and looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, Ethan was drunk. I shouldn't have brought you back here."

I just shook my head, letting the tears flow, too exhausted to say another word.

did he start the car. He half-opened the window and smoked

was dead quiet for a long time, just my sobs

I turned to Jason and said, "I

at me, a hint of relief in his eyes.

the beach, the car's clock read 3 AM. It was still pitch black, with the

I'll wake you when the sun's up,"

dozed off in his car. No clue how long I slept, but I had this exhausting dream. I was in a huge forest, chased by wild animals, running

gently shaking me. "What's wrong?

running for real, totally

"Didn't you

out the window at the horizon, where the sky was

Jason's jacket slipped off me. I got out of the car and handed it back to him.

wasn't cold, and he looked at me.

gaze melted a lot of the gloom

toward the beach. "You're lucky. The weather looks good today, so the sunrise should be

been cursed, constantly toyed with by fate, over and over, endlessly." Jason turned to look at me, the sea

quietly watched the sea

I didn't

a friend of mine,"

him, go

of the world. He said he was coming back a few days ago, but then suddenly said he wasn't. It's a pity I never got to see him." Jason looked

but not at the same time because of the

then, for some reason, I suddenly burst into

sun had climbed quite a bit. The sea

I felt like I wasn't as sad anymore. "He said, no matter how hard tomorrow is, we have to keep moving forward. I've always remembered that, and

maybe there's some misunderstanding between

wind-blown hair behind my ear. "It doesn't matter anymore.

dream?" Jason suddenly asked

His question reminded me that

in the slightly moist air, I began to recall my earliest dreams. "I used to want to be a doctor, probably because my mom was sick for so many years. I really wanted

why, I felt a deep sense of helplessness. "Studying to be a nurse allowed me to graduate a year earlier, and the tuition was lower. At that time, I relied entirely on the help of a kind person to study, the friend I mentioned earlier, Seagull. Although I always

about my situation, and he

regret. "I don't know if I'll

long while, Jason said softly, "If there's a chance,

were bathed in golden light.

Garcia, asked me to return to the hospital immediately, her tone quite

had to go to work, so I went back to

me inside, but I was afraid of gossip and insisted he go ahead while I

I sensed something was off. Everyone was sneaking glances at me and whispering in small