Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 133 Give Me Some Warmth

I freaked out and rushed over, yanking out a tissue to help him wipe, my hands shaking like crazy.

Ethan grabbed my hand, all calm and cool. "It's okay."

How could this be okay?

"Victor, you..."

Jason got up too, staring at Victor, totally confused.

Victor, though, was still fuming, his eyes darting around like he was hunting for another weapon.

"Can't you just talk it out?"

I tried to calm Victor down, but my words were like air to him.

He spotted Ethan's grip strength bar by the TV cabinet. Without a word, he snatched it and charged at Ethan.

What kind of dad beats his kid like this? What did Ethan do to deserve this?

Ethan, at twenty-nine, was strong and fit. Physically, old man Victor was no match. But Ethan just stood there, stone-faced, not even trying to dodge, ready to take the hit. Without thinking, I threw myself in front of him.

Victor's blow landed right on my shoulder.

Even though it was winter and I had thick clothes on, that grip strength bar was heavy, and my shoulder went numb with pain.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out, thinking that no matter how much it hurt, it couldn't be worse than Ethan's bleeding forehead. "Emily." Ethan held me, calling my name, his blood dripping onto my face.

I could hear the tension in his voice.

But Victor wasn't done. He was ready to strike again.

Jason jumped in and grabbed the grip strength bar just in time.

"Calm down," Jason yelled.

Victor tugged twice, but Jason held on tight. Finally, Victor let go, still fuming, breathing hard, and pointing a shaky finger at Ethan. "You bastard, get that land back for me."

Jason and I exchanged confused looks.

Ethan got it, though. Blood dripped from his forehead, and his calm, indifferent expression made him look terrifyingly fierce. "How can I take back the land I've already given away?" he said calmly.

Maybe it was this stubborn attitude that really set Victor off.

go at Ethan with

solve anything," Jason

but knocking over a cup on the coffee

water, flopped on

Victor, feeling like things had spiraled out of

nowhere, Victor's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed onto Jason, gasping for

"What's wrong?"

laid him flat

know what to do. It

had dealt me earlier.

and tonight's complete breakdown, Ethan was a principled guy who valued family. Even if he didn't like Victor, deep down, he still cared for his dad. That's why he didn't fight

consequences, Ethan would be tormented with guilt for the

ambulance,"

of it and quickly took out my phone to make the

into the ambulance, and Jason followed us

bandage him immediately. But he

him out and asked a few questions, they said his blood pressure spiked 'cause he got super pissed, but he

Ethan just stayed quiet.

I took him to get patched up. When the doc cleaned his forehead,

nurse told him to hang in there while she applied the medicine. I bet it

flinch, his

I'd known him, and this time it was Victor who

wasn't in his head but

the bandaging, as we walked towards Victor's room, Ethan suddenly grabbed

I turned back, surprised.

hurt?" he asked,

I felt both heartache and warmth, my eyes

my arm and shook my head firmly. "It doesn't hurt,

Victor was awake and looking

someone else there too, Linda, who

so careless

still didn't know what had

the distance, calmly said, "I'm not a good son. But you must be a good wife. You'll take good care of him. Emily, let's go." With that, he took my hand and walked out of the

"You bastard."

from behind, followed by Linda's

not young anymore. You need to take care of your health. Getting angry won't

quickly, and soon I couldn't hear

back

came out to find Ethan

and only the cigarette in his hand