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.

weapon and tried to go at Ethan with

solve

direction, missing Ethan but knocking over a

struggling without water, flopped on the

aching shoulder, I watched the frenzied Victor, feeling

rolled back, and he collapsed

"What's wrong?"

laid him flat

It took me a few seconds to

me earlier. All

Victor and Ethan and tonight's complete breakdown, Ethan was a principled guy who valued family. Even if he didn't

Ethan would be

ambulance," Jason

and quickly took out my phone to make the call. Within five minutes, the ambulance

followed

to bandage him immediately. But he insisted on waiting until

they said his blood pressure spiked 'cause he got super pissed, but he wasn't in any real danger. The doc gave Ethan a look. "Young man, don't be

Ethan just stayed quiet.

him to

to hang in there while she

Ethan didn't even flinch, his face a blank

since I'd known him, and

in his head but in his

bandaging, as we walked towards Victor's room, Ethan

I turned back, surprised.

hurt?" he asked, looking

at that moment. I felt both heartache and warmth,

arm and shook my head firmly.

Victor was

there too, Linda, who

you be so

what had made

good son. But you must be a good wife.

"You bastard."

voice came from behind, followed by Linda's

need to take care

I couldn't

drove us back and then

the bathroom, I came out to find Ethan half-lying on

and only the cigarette in his hand glowed