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?"

your private doc, it's the same as being

we did.

there, Ethan scooped me up and carried me

told me to rest and that he'd be back

the coat rack

getting everything ready, he told me to rest

my own bed was way more comfy than the hospital.

I threw a snowball

me,

him, crying, screaming like I wanted to tear my

pain and sadness

my face woke me up. I opened my eyes to see Ethan's

dream. I couldn't stop sobbing, and more tears

tears with his

happened to your hand?" I

a little accident,"

propped his head up,

of sadness, and my

at him, feeling uneasy

"Yes," Ethan said firmly.

"Why?"

brushing against my face. His breath tickled

believe him easily.

didn't think Ethan had

were you

the blanket over us, and lay

the traffic police. You were driving without a license and

didn't think about the consequences at all. Now, I'm starting to feel a bit scared. Lucky for me, I was the only one who got hurt. If I'd hurt someone else, I'd probably feel guilty forever. "Why'd you suddenly want to

tighter, his bandaged hand

only feel at ease when you're sleeping

my belly,

laughed. "Emily, I'm just now realizing you're the type

and mumbled softly, "Acting on impulse is trouble. People just aren't

breathing was

you have to be responsible for yourself at all times. Do you know? I was riding my bike behind you, unable to stop you, and I was really scared. I've never

you afraid I

"Yeah," he answered.

everyone has to

hope that day takes its sweet time getting here because I want you around as long

me drop my defenses and

about what Richard said? Or was he just afraid I would

to give me an IV

Jason also took

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