Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 173 I'm Not as Shameless as You

Linda's voice drifted out from the hospital room. "The cemetery's right next to Silent Grove Village. Faris is definitely up to something shady. He probably got a witch to curse our family with that cemetery's location. Now, Silent Grove Village is struggling. I got sick out of nowhere, and then Richard got hurt. Everything's falling apart."

"What does someone else's cemetery have to do with anything? I've told you before, don't even think about messing with it, or I'll burn down Silent Grove Village." Richard's voice was full of arrogance.

"Alright, alright. I'm just saying. Why are you so worked up? Be careful not to pull your wound. You can say that in front of me, but don't mention it in front of your dad. If he hears it, he'll get mad again." Linda's tone softened.

I sighed inwardly and headed to the nurse's station to ask around. That's when I found out Abby had been discharged a while ago.

I planned to visit Sophie and Abby. That incident was way too dangerous. If Richard hadn't saved Abby, who knows what would've happened.

This whole mess was partly my fault. Arthur took Abby to get back at me, and I felt really guilty about it.

After leaving the hospital, I stood by the roadside waiting for a cab.

Even though the snow was slowly melting, the wind was still biting. I couldn't help but hunch my shoulders against the cold.

Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder. When I turned around, I was pulled into a tight hug.

Before I could react, I smelled something strange. My vision blurred, my head spun, and then everything went black.

When I woke up, my head was pounding. I struggled to open my eyes and found myself lying on a bed.

I knew this room all too well; it was the bedroom Arthur and I used to share.

But hadn't this house been given to Vivian?

How did I end up here?

Thinking of Arthur's crazed behavior, I broke out in a cold sweat and sat up abruptly.

"You're awake?" A familiar voice came from the doorway.

I looked up sharply to see Arthur leaning casually against the doorframe, looking at me with a smug expression, like a predator eyeing its prey.

I glanced at my clothes, which were still intact, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I reached for my phone, it was gone.

"Where's my phone?" I asked.

"I threw it away!" Arthur replied.

Realizing the danger, I didn't bother arguing about the phone and forced myself to stand up from the bed, trying to stay calm.

"I want to go home."

him, but he blocked the

this your home? Have you forgotten? You

leaned in closer, pinning me against

got goosebumps all over and tried to struggle, but

show my panic, knowing it would only

at him. "Arthur, I don't want any contact

lifted his head, grinning like a rogue. "What? Still mad about my affair? Why bother? You're no different. We're both the same, so

was beyond my imagination. No matter what

why so many people like to have affairs? Because it's thrilling. Today,

spoke, his breath grew heavier, and his hands

me!" I struggled hard, lifting

attack

"Scream, shout, struggle."

laughed lewdly,

him, but I couldn't match his

threw me onto the bed, taking off

you dare!" I grabbed a pillow and threw it at

hit his face and fell to the ground, posing

could bring you here, do you think I

scared. No one knew I

tried to dodge. But he grabbed me and quickly pinned me down. "Let me

he spoke, he lowered his head to kiss me. I turned my head away, so he kissed my neck. I felt so nauseous I wanted

hands down, making it impossible for

to pull open my clothes, then continued to

I was so anxious I almost

angry at all, just sneered. "You're right. I am a pervert. Thanks to your husband, I've been living like a pervert these past few months. I feel like I'm in limbo, and no one treats me like a man, but I'm not useless!" The more Arthur spoke, the more agitated

closing his eyes and inhaling deeply as if in

time. I've saved up months of energy

them down with one hand,

struggled in vain, the intense shame causing me to break down in

outside the door,

me, locked the door, and turned on the stereo, cranking the volume to the max. The room filled with loud,

from the bed,

came over and

are you in

music, I could only

to his earlier wildness, Arthur now seemed quite serious, his cold

under the bed, took out a roll of tape, and forcibly taped my

tied me up, finally throwing me into

seemed to go into

later, he came out of the bathroom and

did it take so long to