Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 108 I Am Sorry!

So, there I was, just in my underwear, when Ethan came in and shut the door. I freaked out, trying to grab some clothes, but I was so jittery I couldn't even get them on after two tries. Ethan strode over and grabbed my hand.

"Don't move."

He grabbed a coat from the wardrobe and draped it over me, then silently pulled me to sit on the bed.

I clutched the collar and wrapped myself up tight.

In this huff, I was not about to let him feast his eyes on my seductive form.

Like some kind of magician, he pulled out an ice pack, took my hand, and gently pressed it to the burn on the back of my hand.

The coolness felt way better instantly. But since we were still in a standoff, I kept my face all cold and emotionless.

Probably thinking it was too cold for me, he took it off and put it back now and then.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly, eyes on my injury.

I stared at the floor, stubbornly silent, keeping up my icy act.

Ethan suddenly lifted my chin, looking right into my eyes.

I noticed my eyes were swollen when I washed up that morning. If he wasn't blind, he should have seen it then. Ethan put down the ice pack, cupped my face, and kissed my eyes. "I'm sorry!"

I wished I could be tougher, but just hearing his raspy apology made me crumble, and tears started falling.

He kissed my tears helplessly. "Don't cry. I'm sorry."

I used all my strength to push him away, wiped my tears, and glared at him through my blurry vision. "Sorry is so easy to say. Do you think that after hurting someone, just saying sorry can easily heal the wound?" Ethan slightly raised his head, biting his lower lip and staring at the ceiling.

"Emily, I thought you understood me."

I smiled bitterly and nodded. "Yeah, I understand you. Of course, I understand you. You got mad at me for breaking a photo frame, proving that Fiona has always been more important to you than me. How could I not understand?" He placed a hand on my shoulder, tilted his head, and looked at me with a face full of fatigue and helplessness.

"Emily, I've told you before, Fiona and I are in the past. Faye is just a poor girl. I thought you were willing to let her stay because you understood me."

I shook my head sadly. "I regret it. I think if she stays, she'll eventually lure you into her bed. There are many poor girls in the world; why don't you just take them all in?"

Ethan frowned deeply.

Clearly, I was the one who suggested letting Faye stay the day before. Now, saying these things made me seem particularly unreasonable. But I'd lost all reason and didn't want to be rational.

Just as I was about to say something else, Ethan suddenly kissed me.

I clamped my mouth shut, hitting and pushing him.

Even though I wasn't cooperating at all, his kiss remained patient and gentle.

I lost the strength to

coat draped over me had long since slipped off. The neatly made bed from the morning was instantly in disarray. Just as his kiss grew deeper and more

and the

helped me get dressed and then

but we finally found her standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, covering her face with one hand and looking furious. "What happened?"

hand, and pointed to the corner, complaining to Ethan.

looked at Scruffy

raised Scruffy for years; it was a very well-behaved cat and had

felt a bit pleased, as

Faye stomped her foot, glaring at Scruffy with a look

and said, "Let's go to the hospital.

Ethan drove, taking us to

after we set off,

I deliberately lowered the volume of

going

enough, that's what

about yesterday's exciting events in detail, so I just said, "We're on our way to

"A little injury."

rose. "Did

coughed lightly, turned to the side, and whispered,

car stopped at a red light. People were hustling across the crosswalk in front

was walking real slow. Just as she got in front of our car, she stopped, bent over, propped herself on our hood with one hand, and

stepped up; instead, they sped

was off, I jumped out

quickly

lying there,

her arms crossed, looking at the woman, and then said smugly, "Are you trying to scam us? If you're gonna fake an accident, pick a different spot. This is an intersection with cameras everywhere and tons of witnesses. You can't just make stuff up.

didn't look like

one else stepped in, but I couldn't just stand

she'd had a sudden heart attack. I told Ethan to

attracted traffic cops, who, after understanding the

ambulance, the woman gradually opened her eyes under my resuscitation

like she wanted to say something. But she'd just regained consciousness and probably

arrived, and the medics lifted

and drove away, letting traffic get back to

me to the

needed several rounds of medication, so I told Ethan to take Faye for her treatment, and I'd join them

said her injury wasn't serious and that ointment

performed on

she still looked worried, holding her face like

suddenly approached us. "Hey, were

me, pretty

smile on her face and spoke gently, so I figured there was no