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.

nor did he start the car. He half-opened the

dead quiet for a long time, just my sobs breaking

Jason and said, "I

glanced at me, a hint of

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

wake you when the sun's up,"

this exhausting dream. I was in a huge forest, chased by

up to Jason gently shaking me.

like I'd been running for real, totally wiped

"Didn't you wanna see

the window at the horizon, where the sky was

of the car and handed it back to him. He took it

I wasn't cold, and he

a lot of the gloom in my

the beach. "You're

"I feel like I've been cursed, constantly toyed with by fate, over and over, endlessly." Jason turned to look at me, the sea breeze lifting the soft hair on

then quietly watched the

from the horizon, I didn't know why, but my

a friend of mine,"

go see him,"

on the other side 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 towards the

same sun, but

was taken aback, and then, for some reason, I suddenly burst into laughter

to the horizon; the sun had climbed quite a bit. The sea breeze was refreshing, and the golden sunlight

how hard tomorrow is, we have to keep moving forward. I've always remembered that, and I must

cheer up. I think maybe there's some

my head and tucked the wind-blown hair behind my ear. "It doesn't matter anymore. Someone who has nothing

dream?"

His question reminded me that I

used to want to be a doctor, probably because my mom was sick for so many years. I really wanted to cure her one day." "Then why didn't you study medicine?"

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 owed him, I hoped to owe a little

this, I realized Jason knew nothing about my situation, and he must

with regret. "I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to thank Seagull in

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

beach were bathed in golden light.

call. The HR director, Alice Garcia, asked me to return to the hospital immediately, her tone quite serious, as if

so I went back to the

to help me inside, but I was afraid of gossip and insisted

the hospital, I sensed something was off. Everyone was sneaking glances at me and