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.

lost the strength to

onto the bed, and the coat draped over me had long since slipped off. The neatly made bed from the morning was instantly

froze, and the stormy moment abruptly

me get dressed

didn't see Faye in the living room, but we finally found her standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, covering her

the corner, complaining to Ethan. "I kindly gave it

and looked at Scruffy

Scruffy for years; it was a very

the scratches on Faye's face, I felt a bit

supposed to show my face now?" Faye stomped her foot,

go to the hospital. You both need

Ethan drove, taking us to

time after we

to say. So, I deliberately lowered

how's it going with

that's

the back. Of course, I couldn't tell her about yesterday's exciting events

"A little injury."

rose. "Did you get

and whispered,

phone, and the car stopped at a red light. People were hustling across the crosswalk in

forties, was walking real slow. Just as she got in front of our car, she stopped, bent over, propped herself on our

but no one stepped up; instead, they sped up, trying to get

I jumped out of the car to check

quickly followed

was lying there,

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

I didn't think so, and the woman didn't look like she was

just stand by. I

were purple, looking like she'd had a sudden heart attack. I told Ethan to call 911 and immediately started performing

understanding the situation, started directing traffic

the woman gradually opened her eyes under

But she'd just regained consciousness

the medics lifted her onto a stretcher and into the

and drove away, letting

took me to the burn

I told Ethan to

I found them in the surgery department, the doc said her injury wasn't serious and that ointment

on

the exam room, she still looked worried, holding her face

us. "Hey, were you the

at me, pretty sure it was

smile on her face and spoke gently, so I figured there was no risk of being falsely accused