Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 147

Chapter 147 One Shouldn't Be Too Greedy

I stared at Ethan, feeling like my heart was getting stomped on. Seriously, it felt like the universe was messing with me.

I was already trying to clear up the mess, and now he caught me alone with Faris. Explaining this? Yeah, right.

Faris, though, was cool as a cucumber, even smirking a bit, not letting Ethan outshine him.

Ethan strolled over to the bed, bent down, grabbed Faris by the collar, and yanked him up.

Faris didn't fight back, just lifted his head with Ethan's pull, his eyes daring him.

Ethan's cigarette fell onto Faris's clothes, burning a hole before hitting the floor.

In the dead silence, Ethan's voice cut through, colder than usual.

"I gave you the land you wanted. Don't push your luck."

Faris just smiled, all chill, and said, "If you hold onto something tight enough, no one can take it from you."

Ethan's face, half-hidden in the shadows, looked even more menacing.

Faris slowly pried Ethan's fingers off his collar, one by one, until Ethan let go. Then he casually straightened his messed-up collar.

I couldn't take my eyes off the bloodstain on his collar.

"Get out," I snapped, pointing to the door.

Faris glanced at me, nodded with a smile, and said, "Alright, I'm going."

He turned his wheelchair around and rolled out slowly.

The sound of the wheels echoed down the hallway, fading away.

I grabbed Ethan's hand. "What happened to your hand?"

He dodged my question, sat on the bed, and lowered his head, his hair falling over his eyes.

"You staying in the hospital makes it hard for me to take care of you. I want to take you home."

Before I could ask more about his hand, the door swung open.

Jason came in with a few nurses, pushing a stretcher.

I only had a head injury and could walk, but Ethan and Jason insisted I use the stretcher, so I went along with it.

The hospital's vehicle took me home with Jason while Ethan drove his car.

I asked Jason, "Why the sudden move home?"

for recovery. And with me as your private doc, it's the same as being in the hospital." "But it feels like you all planned this," I said, still

"Of course, we did.

carried me into the villa, laying me on

to rest and

the coat rack for tomorrow's

everything ready, he told me

in my own bed was way more

I threw a snowball at

badmouthing me, his words

him, crying, screaming like

and sadness

on my face woke me up. I opened my eyes to see

must've been really upset in the dream. I couldn't

wiped my tears

happened to your hand?" I

little accident," he said

up, looking at me

dream, I felt a wave of sadness, and my voice was hoarse. "Do you

looked at him, feeling uneasy

"Yes," Ethan said firmly.

"Why?"

nose brushing against my face. His breath tickled my

believe him

I didn't think Ethan had no

you

into bed, pulled the blanket over us,

were driving without a license and got into

I was the only

hand slipping under my clothes,

ease when

belly, making me squirm from the ticklish

just now realizing you're the type to act on impulse. I

felt a bit embarrassed and mumbled softly, "Acting on impulse is trouble. People just aren't rational when

breathing was heavy

for yourself at all times. Do you know? I was riding my bike behind you, unable to stop you, and I was really

"Were you afraid

"Yeah," he answered.

has

here because

a way of making me drop my defenses and follow him without

about what Richard said? Or was he

to give me an IV

of Ethan's hand injury, Jason also

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