Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 76 I Am Someone Who Brings Misfortune to Others

I hadn't been catching any Z's lately. When I finally rolled outta bed, the sun was just peeking over the horizon.

The second I cracked my eyes open, sleep was a no-go. I wanted to get up, but Ethan had his arm draped over me. Didn't wanna wake the guy, so I just laid there, still as a statue.

In the dim light sneaking through the window, I stared at his hand. It was all banged up, swollen with a bunch of cuts, raw flesh showing and everything.

No way those were from a simple fall. The more Ethan kept stuff from me, the more it gnawed at me. He had to be hurting, 'cause even in his sleep, his fingers twitched now and then. I had my back to him, no clue what his sleeping face looked like, if he was showing any signs of weakness.

My heart kinda ached, so I leaned in and gently blew on his hand. No idea how long I did that before he turned me over.

Ethan propped himself up, grinning. "What are you up to?"

He must've caught me in the act. I gently picked up his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ethan smirked, all mischievous. "Nah, but a certain area is a bit swollen, it needs to settle down."

Just as my heart started racing, he pressed my hand to his private parts. "Feel that?"

I was both embarrassed and annoyed, shaking off his hand and sitting up to get outta bed.

Ethan laughed and grabbed my hand from behind. "Babe, no rush for breakfast, let's catch some more Z's."

No matter how much he teased, the tension in my chest wouldn't ease up, especially since today was the third day.

A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, his warm chest pressing against me.

I said, "Please stop, I'm gonna make breakfast."

"Hold up!" Ethan's tone suddenly got serious.

I had no clue what he was up to, so I just sat there. Suddenly, I felt something cool around my neck. Looking down, I saw a pearl necklace.

I recognized it as the one that had been sent for repair. I was surprised. "So you picked up the necklace?"

Ethan turned my shoulders, smiling as he looked at me. "From what you said, you went looking for it?"

didn't think it was embarrassing to go back and look for it, but I still felt a bit awkward. I lowered my head and said softly, "I couldn't bear to lose it, after all,

and when I looked up, I saw he was unhappy. For some reason, I suddenly

Ethan's tense face relaxed and

were off, with only the dim light from outside coming in. He sat cross-legged on the bed, and I

unfamiliar with myself. Going back to pick up something I threw away with my own hands. In the past, indecisiveness was what I despised the most, and now I've become that kind of person. It's

tone was slow, with a hint of self-mockery at the corners of

both changing unknowingly, but in opposite ways. I had always been indecisive, yet I hoped to

the door and going downstairs.

got up early; it was a habit. But soon, the footsteps came back,

to open the door. I was in my pajamas,

opened, Jason, standing outside, looked past

out for a moment," he

something might have happened, so I quickly changed

I went outside and found Ethan furiously tearing down things stuck to the

wall, my mind felt like a bomb

take action before the three days were up. I stood frozen, my vision filled with Ethan's tense face as

at the villa

villa. Given Arthur's current crazed

and neither did Ethan. All of this was just because of

half of them, then made a phone call. After the call, he continued tearing until the entire

than half an hour, a car stopped in front of the

bags, lugging them inside. "Mr. Windsor, don't sweat it. The crew's quick. We got all the photos. We even nabbed a dude with a bag full of 'em, caught him in the act. I scared him with a trip to the cops, and he spilled that someone paid him to do

the bags on the ground,

weather sucked-no sun, just a gloomy, overcast

for a smoke, but even his lighter was giving him grief. After a few failed tries,

lighter, and Ethan finally got his cigarette

walked over and took the lighter from Ethan's hand. He looked at

had ripped down into a pile, picked one up, and lit it. Then I used that burning photo to set

the middle of the yard. I stared at the flames, my teeth nearly grinding to pieces. I couldn't even feel the heat on my

up and moved me a few steps away

now calm in his eyes and tone. "Don't worry, I'll remember this grudge today, and I'll get

outburst. He didn't ask about the photos, just stood by me unconditionally.

dad was right, I really am someone who brings bad luck to