Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Birthday Gift

So, about Richard, all I knew was that Victor had a soft spot for him. I finally asked, "Why'd he end up in the slammer?" I'd been dying to ask that for ages.

Ethan popped a fresh cig in his mouth but didn't light it. He just sat there, staring off into space.

I figured maybe I'd crossed a line. I was about to change the subject when the car screeched to a halt.

We'd pulled up outside a mall. I asked, "What are we here for?"

Ethan flicked his lighter, took a drag, and grinned. "We're getting you some new threads."

"Again?" I couldn't wrap my head around the splurging.

"Seasons are changing."

I wanted to argue, but Ethan cut me off with a firm, "Get out."

I was totally along for the ride as he dragged me into the mall.

Usually, it's the ladies who shop 'til they drop while the guys get bored. But with us, it was flipped. He kept buying, and I kept trying to stop him, no luck. We finally left, loaded with bags.

On the way back, I silently kicked myself for the splurge.

"Emily," Ethan suddenly said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I looked at him, surprised. He adjusted his seat, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "Making sure his wife lives well is a man's basic duty."

His words hit me hard, filling me with a warm, cared-for feeling, just like when he showed up at Windsor Villa today, saving me from a mess. He looked so damn handsome at that moment, like, extra handsome.

I thought, 'If Ethan hadn't shown up today, Mary would've made a scene in front of Victor, and I'd have been totally humiliated.'

I asked, "Why'd you come today, anyway?"

Even though Victor lived there, Ethan rarely dropped by without a reason.

"Lacey called me," he said.

I was stunned and felt a wave of gratitude towards Lacey. She was sharp and got the situation instantly.

When we got home, Jason had dinner ready. I felt off and headed to my room after a few bites.

I opened my eyes to see Ethan leaning over, kissing my forehead, eyes, nose, and finally my

in the mood and weakly pushed

me. I got anxious and pushed

coughed lightly, feeling awkward. "I'm on

froze, looking

I joke about

in frustration. "Guess I'll

arm. "You'll

glanced at me,

I heard the water running and stared at his silhouette behind the

Ethan came out, I was still awake, my stomach discomfort keeping me

his well-built body, my eyes landing on the

down, keeping some distance. His upper body, fresh

hand

my hand, his voice low and

I ignored him and traced the scar with

Adam's apple bobbing as if

brothers? Even if you're half-brothers, you

sadness. "Richard and I aren't what you think. No brotherly love here. When his mom brought him in, he was already 12. We

like oil and water, why does Ethan still take care of

then. Guys are direct and violent, often using fists. A few days after my dad brought him home, we fought, and he stabbed me with a fruit knife. It wasn't deep or fatal, but the scar's probably forever. Because of that, my grandpa didn't trust leaving me with my dad and insisted I

and a rebel, but could he really be so nuts as to stab his own family? Was it just impulsiveness, ignorance, or straight-up cold-bloodedness?' I thought back to how Richard looked when I saw him in prison. Richard wasn't

even murder?" I asked.

a while, he finally answered, "When they nabbed him, they found drugs on him. An accomplice ratted

and evidence, how could he

was just holding the

If Richard was just a mule, why wait until now to

was gonna be a dad and wanted to step up. But thinking back to that day in prison,

out early, would he treat

we talked, I started feeling too weak to continue. My stomach pain was getting worse, and

"What's wrong?" he asked.

my head lightly. "It's nothing, just some

you

of bed anyway.

want to bother; we have

I was speechless.

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