Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 151 Not the Right Guy for You

It was Kyle.

When I finally pushed through the crowd, Kyle was still going at it, punching and kicking Katherine.

"How did I end up with someone as useless as you? You even took fake money in a deal. What good are you to me?"

He kept cursing her out, each word nastier than the last. She was curled up, trying to shield herself with her hands, crying and begging him to stop.

"Hey, knock it off!" I yelled.

Kyle paused and looked at me. Then he noticed Ethan standing behind me and finally backed off.

"Katherine, get up." I reached out to help Katherine off the ground.

Katherine was bundled up in thick clothes, so I couldn't see all her injuries. But her face was swollen, her hand was bleeding, and her hair was a mess from rolling around.

I always knew Kyle was a jerk, but I didn't think he'd act like this in public.

"Come on, Katherine. Let's get you some medicine." Ignoring Kyle, I helped Katherine away, and he didn't try to stop us.

Ethan drove while we sat in the back. Katherine sobbed the whole way.

I patted her back, trying to comfort her. "Does Kyle usually hit you like this?"

Katherine wiped her tears and said, "When he's in a bad mood, he takes it out on me. Especially this year, with business being slow and money tight. The kid got pneumonia and is still in the hospital, and the bills are high. We tried selling Christmas stuff, but I took fake money by mistake. Kyle got mad and beat me up. He doesn't treat me like a human, and no one around could stop him."

Since she mentioned the kid in the hospital, I decided to visit.

Mary was there alone and looked surprised to see me. She then started crying about how hard life was and didn't even notice Katherine was hurt.

I glanced at the sleeping kid with a bandage on his forehead. Finding veins in kids is tough, so they had to put the needle in his forehead.

It was sad, but I felt nothing listening to Mary.

Mary kept glancing at Ethan while talking to me.

When she finally quieted down, I said calmly, "Mary, everyone has to overcome many obstacles in life. When I was a kid, I lost my dad, and my mom was bedridden. It was tough, but life goes on. I managed as a child, and you have many adults. to take care of one child. It shouldn't be too difficult."

Mary wasn't dumb; she got what I was saying and looked embarrassed.

because my hands were cold,

left, I said to Mary seriously, "Do you never stop Kyle when he hits Katherine? Today, Katherine accepted counterfeit money while selling things, and Kyle beat her again. Since Katherine married into the Ward family, she's part of the family. Katherine was raised by her parents too. Kyle beat her so badly today, and there's a limit to anyone's endurance. If Kyle keeps this up, one day Katherine won't be able to take it and will leave. She can still remarry. But

anything, but her face showed she

pulled her to the bedside, carefully checking her face with a concerned

with him next time. Right now, the kid's illness is the priority. Kyle is just anxious about raising money for the treatment. Please forgive him." Since I walked into the ward, Mary had been going on about money. Hearing her bring it up again, I didn't want to stay any longer. I got

remembered that when my dad was alive, she was never this

faster, like something

got back in the car that I took a deep breath,

my family's drama,

for help with a Christmas Eve

drove there. Walking in, I felt nostalgic-it had been

us at the school gate and then

be bustling, but it

was over a decade ago; all the buildings

whole building had its lights on, and

the desks and chairs were pushed to the sides, and the kids were playing in the middle. At the teacher's desk, a teacher was busy writing Christmas cards with a

and the

got excited right away when

stood up slowly,

his

and

Three, and he taught Class One. But he knew about my family's situation and took great care of me, both in school and out. He often tutored me and brought me eggs to make

me in, and lingered for a moment before he

"Yeah, we do."

Benjamin had aged a bit, with some white hair showing. But his kind and

over and gave him a warm hug, and

at the right time. Everyone can

that one of their classmates had leukemia and had stopped coming to school for treatment. The students wanted to write a

carefully writing heartfelt messages in

when I was a student, but it still brought

a smile, rang out. "Emily, I remember you were a kind girl back then. Want

and nodded with a smile.

walked over to me and whispered, "Can I

him a

the paper, looking a bit embarrassed,

laugh and smiled at him gently. "It's a Christmas wish. Just write whatever you feel

smiled back and started writing on