Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 177 Fell into the Trap

Vivian shot me a look and said, "Watch out for Arthur; he's lost it. I know he hates me, but he hates you even more."

Thinking about all the stuff Arthur had pulled since he got back, I nodded. "Yeah, he's definitely lost it."

As I left the hospital room, there was Dennis, standing right outside, not having budged an inch.

On the way out, Vivian's words kept echoing in my head.

Did Arthur really hate me? What gave him the right? Shouldn't I be the one hating him?

He took my kid away, made sure I can't have any more, indirectly caused my mom's death, and spread my nudes. Any one of those is enough for me to hate him.

In Sunhaven City, we got our revenge on him, but he had it coming. What right does he have to strike back? What right does he have to hate?

The next couple of days were pretty calm. I was on edge about how Faris would react to the blown-up cemetery, but so far, nothing.

With Dennis around, Ethan felt better about me going out.

I knew what was on his mind. Ethan was only worried about two people: Arthur and Faris.

On the evening of the third day, Dennis picked me up from Aurora's beauty center.

The usually clear road was jammed today.

Dennis instinctively reached for his cigarette pack, only to find it empty.

Without smokes and stuck in traffic, he fidgeted with the steering wheel, looking a bit restless.

Having ridden with him every day for the past few days, I knew he had a serious craving for cigarettes. "Want me to get out and buy you a pack?" I offered.

Dennis smiled a bit sheepishly at my offer. "Nah, I'll get them myself."

There was a service station nearby, so he pulled over and got out to buy cigarettes, leaving me in the car.

As soon as he got out, I got a call from an unknown number.

"Is this Mrs. Windsor?"

"Yeah, what's up?" I answered.

"Mr. Windsor had a car accident at Pinehurst Crossing. Can you come over right now?"

Hearing this, I was scared out of my mind. "Is it serious?"

"The situation is unclear."

Pinehurst Crossing was about 20 yards ahead.

I didn't have time to tell Dennis. I opened the car door and rushed towards Pinehurst Crossing without a second thought.

I was almost certain the accident was the reason for the traffic jam.

I sprinted all the way, desperate to get there as fast as I could, but dreading what I might find.

When I saw a crowd gathered at the intersection and the front of a big truck all smashed in, my legs went weak.

but before I could

already been taken to the hospital by

a bit skeptical, but the guy kept pushing me to get into a nearby car. Worried about Ethan, I didn't think twice

seat, where another guy was already sitting, and there was someone in

me in jumped into the

the traffic, taking a side

few minutes, I realized we were going the wrong way and got suspicious. "Which hospital is he in? Who

pulled me

reached for the door,

out!" I yelled, pounding

to me grabbed me roughly and said, "Sit

phone rang from inside my

because he couldn't find me when he got back

the guy next to me

in

realized I couldn't take on three

are you taking

camping!" The driver

his words, the others

steering wheel rhythmically and said smugly, "I can't

the car drove out of the

struggling for nothing, I decided to save

twilight quickly covered

for a while longer, they pulled

front passenger seat moved to the back. Together,

some grub," the driver

guys locked the car doors and left,

up so tight I couldn't move at all. I couldn't even kick the car door. By the end, I was drenched in sweat. Plus, this place seemed super remote. I

still on the seat, resigned to my

for? Arthur? Faris? Or

half an hour later, it was completely dark, and the men

space for himself. I sat

amusing and watched

the time

usually be home from

unable to find me,

happening. But I still fell into the

car up a mountain, stopping only when they reached the

opened, and

I couldn't stand and fell

most of the snow had melted, but some remained on the mountaintop, forming irregular patterns on the

was still very cold on the mountain,

arms and dragged me to the edge

then casually picked some rocks to

is done. I wonder how the others

wait and see.

separately? What were

of them went to the car and brought

and drank beer while chatting and laughing, but I couldn't gather any useful

cliff's edge sounded like wailing spirits, and I was so cold I felt