Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 121 Life is Like a Play, All Depends on Acting Skills

"Get her outta here."

Ethan had just walked in, and I was dead serious.

I was at my wit's end.

"Cut it out."

Ethan came closer, trying to hug me.

I shoved him away, my anger boiling over.

"I'm not kidding. She needs to move out. Rent her a place, buy her a house, hire a nanny, whatever. I can't live with her anymore."

The room was so quiet, we could hear each other breathing.

Ethan stared at me, his brows furrowed.

"Don't push her. Faye's a bit unhinged. She might do something crazy."

My heart ached, and my voice shook. "Aren't you worried I'll do something crazy?"

Ethan sighed, looking down. "You won't."

I laughed bitterly. "Why do you think that? Because I'm not dramatic enough? Not fragile enough?"

Ethan put his hands on his hips, biting his lip. After a while, he finally said, "It's just a cat, right? I'll get you a new one tomorrow."

I scoffed. "You can't just replace it. You get attached over time."

"Ethan, Emily, what's going on?" A timid voice came from the door.

Ethan hadn't closed the door, so Faye must've heard everything. Yet she acted clueless, asking what was wrong. She must be loving this.

Ethan turned to me, his face cold, and raised his voice.

"Emily, if you have something to say, just say it. Stop beating around the bush."

He didn't care about my feelings in front of Faye, so I didn't care anymore, either.

"Why do you think that? Feeling guilty 'cause you know you're the type to ditch the old for the new?"

Ethan tilted his chin up, his brows furrowed. When he spoke again, his voice was softer, almost helpless.

"Why make things so hard? Emily, remember when I said you were simple, not like other women with all their drama? That's why being with you was so easy. Why make it hard now?"

I remembered. The night before we got our marriage license, I asked him why he chose me, and that's what he told me.

I looked at him sadly. "Now, being with me is hard, so you regret it?"

Ethan bit his lip. After a long while, he said, "Let's calm down."

With that, he turned and walked away.

the door closing, and the car starting. I stood

gone, she didn't bother pretending anymore. She crossed her arms and looked at me triumphantly,

the door shut, blocking out

heard her footsteps

quiet. I took several deep breaths before heading to the bathroom

shower, I crawled into bed, ready to sleep. My

sent a text message,

moment, I replied with

the message, I curled up in bed and slept

the argument had expelled the toxins from

I could hear singing. I got up, opened

stairs, I saw Faye on the couch, strumming a guitar and singing

She was holding Ethan's guitar-the one he once got really

gently stroked the guitar in her hands, smiling

hasn't picked up this guitar for a long time because of Fiona.

reminding myself not to let her provoke

probably noticed my lack of reaction

on your second marriage. Ethan must

was

she showed her true colors, just to

breaths, lightly curled my lips, and looked

aback, probably not expecting this reaction from

and turned to the kitchen

ordered for breakfast. When I sat at the dining table to eat breakfast, she came over and sat across from

eating my breakfast, acting like she wasn't even

threw your cat out,"

looked up, anger flaring

reaction, she smiled, clearly

it a lesson. Wanna know where I threw it? Just in the little

freeze in the river. Imagining Scruffy struggling in the water made my

to slap her,

it

down. If things get too wild, the ending might surprise you. Watch yourself." Her face

bothered with her anymore. I went upstairs, changed my

parked across the street. I walked

up? Calling me so early, are we doing

bored but perked

Faye, staring at the house's entrance. "Pretty much like

to something again?"

answer, I saw Faye coming out of

by, and she flagged

pointed at the

a suspicious look but quickly started the car, keeping a

she involved with Ethan

what had happened over the

furious. "I can't believe that bitch is

taxi stopped in front of a high-end restaurant, and Bella

walked straight

of the restaurant, saying to Faye, "Mr. Windsor has been expecting