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.

gone, she didn't bother pretending anymore. She crossed her

slammed the door shut, blocking out

a moment, I heard her footsteps

took several deep breaths before heading to the bathroom to

into bed, ready to sleep. My phone

sent a text message, just one

a moment, I replied

bed and slept more soundly than I

physiology, it should be because the argument had expelled

some noise and saw it was daylight. I could hear

the top of the stairs, I saw Faye on the couch, strumming a

holding Ethan's guitar-the one he once got really angry about me touching. "You'd better not touch that guitar," I

guitar and singing stopped abruptly. Faye gently stroked the guitar

for a long time because of Fiona.

calm, reminding myself not

my lack of reaction and continued to attack me

second marriage. Ethan

this was the real

Ethan wasn't here, she showed her true colors, just to

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

taken aback, probably not expecting this

be bothered with her and turned to the kitchen to make

on the coffee table, which she must have ordered for breakfast. When I sat at the dining table to eat breakfast, she came over and sat across

eating my breakfast, acting

cat

looked up, anger flaring

smiled, clearly satisfied,

face, so I had to teach it a lesson. Wanna know where I threw

in the river. Imagining Scruffy struggling in the water

back the urge to slap her, just slamming my

but it was

play, and you're overacting. Without a script, you might wanna tone it down. If things get too wild, the ending might surprise you. Watch yourself." Her face froze,

her anymore. I went upstairs, changed my clothes, grabbed my bag, and

the street. I walked straight over, opened the

up? Calling me so early, are we doing

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 house's entrance. "Pretty much

bitch up to something again?"

coming out of the house with

taxi happened to pass by, and she flagged

pointed at the taxi. "Bella, follow

quickly started the car, keeping

she involved

told her what had happened over the past

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

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

got out and walked

a man coming out of the restaurant, saying to Faye,