Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 176 I Am Not Taking the Blame for This

I stood there, totally at a loss.

"Richard! Watch out for your injury!" Linda came rushing in, her high heels clicking loudly, shouting as she ran. When Richard tried to throw another punch, Linda grabbed him.

Richard gritted his teeth, pressing one hand against his shoulder, glaring at Ethan like he wanted to kill him.

His injury probably hadn't fully healed, so his violent actions were hurting both others and himself.

Ethan didn't fight back; he just looked at him calmly. "Are you crazy?"

"Yeah, I'm crazy. Today, I'm gonna fight you."

Richard was red with anger, but I had no clue what he was mad about.

Since New Year's Eve, my impression of Richard had changed. I thought he wasn't inherently bad. And after he risked his life to save Abby, I considered him a decent person.

For him to be so impulsive today, something must have happened.

Linda said, "Richard, your injury hasn't healed yet. How can you fight? You'll only hurt yourself more. I'll feel sorry for you."

Linda kept trying to calm him down, but Richard pushed her away.

Richard took a step forward, pointing at Ethan. "Ethan, you need to explain yourself today. Was it you who blew up the cemetery Faris was building near Silent Grove Village? Answer me!"

He kicked the coffee table, causing the glass cups on it to shatter on the floor.

I looked at Ethan in shock.

"No." Ethan was really calm.

Richard, furious, threw another punch, which Ethan caught.

Richard shook off his hand and yelled, "You're lying! Do you think we're all idiots? I checked the surveillance at the entrance of Silent Grove Village. Your car was there last night, and the cemetery was blown up last night. Are you still denying it? Do you have the guts to do it but not to admit it? You're a bastard."

He made a compelling argument. And after hearing what Richard said, I couldn't help but look at Ethan with suspicion, recalling that Ethan had gone out late last night.

Although I didn't want to be involved with Faris or care about his affairs, I knew he had gone to great lengths to acquire that land and build a cemetery there for a reason. A grave often holds more significance than a house for the living. Now that the cemetery was blown up, Faris would go crazy when he found out, wouldn't he?

Ethan pressed his fingers against the corner of his mouth where Richard had punched him and said calmly, "You want to force me to admit to something I didn't do? You've got the wrong person. I'm not taking the blame for this." Linda tried to persuade. "Richard, let's go. You need to get an X-ray to see if you pulled anything. Why are you so agitated? If it's blown up, it's blown up. It shouldn't have existed in the first place."

As Linda dragged Richard out, he kept cursing, "I'm telling you, this isn't over. Faris won't let you off either."

It wasn't until they were out the door that Richard's cursing gradually faded and finally quieted down.

I stood still for a while before grabbing a broom to sweep up the broken glass.

"Was it you?" I asked, looking at Ethan sitting on the couch.

Ethan looked at me, calm and composed. "No."

in the middle of the

his hand. After a long while, he said, "Trust me, it

nodded. "I

again just to confirm

gone cold, so Ethan reheated it in

as if nothing had

After breakfast, Ethan left.

that day. Linda and Victor had always been resentful of the cemetery.

felt there was something I couldn't figure out

that Victor did

Victor disliked Ethan, Ethan was still his son.

being wanted, Faris's cemetery being blown up. It felt like everything was

practical class, but I was completely out of it,

don't look well. What's wrong?" Aurora asked

and apologized. "I'm sorry, Aurora. I've had

home and rest. Your

right state,

the way, my mind was tangled

We were exposed, and he was in the shadows. As long as he was alive, he would definitely seek revenge

hoping for news about Zachary and

City. But if he found out about

would he react? Would he believe what Richard said and blame Ethan

the evening, I had

down to eat, and after taking a bite, Ethan suddenly looked at me

"What's wrong?" I asked.

cleared his throat, put down his utensils, and said, "I suddenly don't feel like eating this. Let's

then looked back at the food on

couldn't help but take a bite, and it was so salty that

kitchen, I saw Ethan throwing the food into

I said quietly, feeling

hit the bullseye every time. A chef

a bowl of spaghetti in front of

steaming, with

mean a lot to me if you could

the warmth of the

be honest, I really liked these

and earth; I just hoped that Ethan and I could continue living like

changed clothes and was about to hail a cab

out of the car and said, "Mrs. Windsor, where are you

in the car, I curiously asked, "Why are

steadily and smiled faintly. "Mr. Windsor instructed

a

and didn't say

drive

I entered the hospital, Dennis followed me, not too close but not too far, keeping

ward door, I immediately saw Vivian lying on

sofa beside her stood up as soon as he