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.

ditched the weapon and tried to go at Ethan with his hands. But Jason held him

solve anything,"

kicked in our direction, missing Ethan but knocking over a cup on the coffee

water,

my aching shoulder, I watched the frenzied Victor,

and he collapsed onto Jason, gasping for

"What's wrong?"

laid him flat and

was so scared I didn't know what to do. It took

Victor had dealt me earlier. All I knew was that he couldn't be in

valued family. Even if he didn't like Victor, deep down, he still cared for his dad.

were to suffer serious consequences, Ethan would be tormented with guilt

an ambulance,"

out my phone to

followed

to bandage him immediately. But he

asked a few questions, they said his blood pressure spiked 'cause he got super pissed, but he wasn't in any real danger. The doc

Ethan just stayed quiet.

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

there while she applied the medicine. I bet

even flinch, his face a blank

I'd known him, and this

in his head but in his

Victor's room, Ethan suddenly grabbed

I turned back, surprised.

he

I felt both heartache

shook my head firmly. "It

the room, Victor was awake

who didn't look too happy to see

so reliable. How could you be so careless this time? Look at what you've done to

still didn't know what had made Victor

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

"You bastard."

from behind,

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

I couldn't hear

drove us back and then

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

were off, and only the cigarette in his