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.

his footsteps going downstairs, the door closing, and the car starting. I stood there,

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

over and slammed the door shut, blocking out her

a moment, I heard her footsteps

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

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

sent a text message, just one

a moment, I replied with

I curled up in bed and slept more soundly than I had

argument had expelled the toxins from my body,

woke up to some noise and saw it was daylight. I could hear singing. I got up, opened the door, and it got

the stairs, I saw Faye on the couch, strumming

but she didn't notice me. She was holding Ethan's guitar-the one he once got really angry about me touching. "You'd better not touch that guitar," I

stopped abruptly. Faye gently stroked the guitar in

guitar for a long time because of

remained calm, reminding myself not to let her provoke me

my lack of reaction and

marriage. Ethan must be with you out

was

her true colors, just to provoke

breaths, lightly curled my lips, and looked at her as if

slightly taken aback, probably

couldn't be bothered with her and turned to the kitchen to make

table, which she must have ordered for breakfast. When I sat at the dining

acting

cat out," she

up, anger

she smiled, clearly satisfied, and kept

beast scratched my face, so I had to teach it a lesson. Wanna know where I threw it? Just in the little river

it would freeze in the river. Imagining Scruffy struggling in the water made

urge to slap her, just slamming my

smiled, but it was a cold

wanna tone it down. If things get too wild, the ending might surprise

went upstairs, changed my clothes,

I walked straight over, opened the

me so early, are we

who was in the driver's seat, looked bored but perked up as soon as she saw

from my run-in with Faye, staring at the

to

answer, I saw Faye coming out of the house

pass by, and she flagged it down and got

the taxi. "Bella,

suspicious look but quickly started

Is she involved with

what had happened over

she was furious. "I can't believe that bitch is so

of a high-end restaurant,

got out and walked

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