Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 179 His Choice

Ethan just stared at me, not saying a word.

Even though my vision was all fuzzy, I could see the struggle in his eyes clear as day.

I was standing on the edge of the cliff, but my heart had already hit rock bottom.

The moment he hesitated, I knew I was done for.

Faye was crying and begging, but it was like I couldn't hear her. All I could hear was the wind whipping around us, making the whole scene even more suffocating.

After what felt like forever, Ethan finally spoke. "Let Faye go!"

He made his choice. It felt like a knife to my heart, but at the same time, I felt a weird sense of relief.

I always knew what he'd choose. Waiting any longer would've just been torture, but the answer was never gonna change.

I wasn't heartbroken, just felt kinda pathetic.

After Ethan made his choice, I kept my eyes down. I didn't know if he looked at me again, and I didn't want to know. I didn't want to see any guilt in his eyes that might give me false hope. No more illusions; the dream was over.

At the edge of life and death, my husband chose someone else. I couldn't lie to myself anymore.

I didn't show any emotion, no extreme reactions, no accusations, no tears.

I'd always wanted to know who he cared about more. That question had haunted me for so long. Today, he finally gave me the answer.

Faye was untied and threw herself into Ethan's arms, crying like crazy.

Why was she crying? She got saved. I should be the one crying, right?

But I didn't. I finally believed that when you're truly disappointed, there are no tears left.

"Emily," Ethan called out softly, like he was choking on his words.

"Get lost!" Faris roared, cutting him off.

"You made your choice, so just get lost. What's the point of talking?"

After a bit, I heard the car drive away.

I didn't look up. I didn't want to see them leave, even if it was the last time. I wanted to keep a shred of dignity.

"Looks like Ethan still likes the starlet!" someone laughed.

"Get lost!" Faris roared even louder.

Those guys didn't dare say another word. They jumped into the car and sped off.

In the end, it was just me and Faris left on the mountaintop, along with his car.

with his hands on his hips, his back to me, like

the pain in my heart, I was

turned around and came over, quickly untying the ropes

been tied up for ages. It was so cold that my whole body was numb. Once I was

around me, and carried me to the car. He buckled me in and then got into the driver's seat, rolled up the windows,

off the cliff?" I wasn't sad at all, but why did my voice

stared through the windshield, looking blankly

at the dark, far-off sky, it felt

this world really

but I didn't turn to look at him. I just kept staring

a long time, he snorted. "What's the point of dead

that, he started the car

Cindy's house

out," he said, getting out of the car

didn't move, just stared at Cindy's front

night, the whole

opened the car door for me.

out of the

I felt like a sinner representing the Windsor family, coming to beg for

lights in the living room flicked on, and I immediately

I knew she was a kind-hearted person. Her sudden passing

Now, even if you want to have a meal with my Grandma, there's no chance anymore." Faris probably noticed me staring at

have known things would change

that lie, she always held on to hope, hoping

hope, there wouldn't

incandescent bulb, casting

stared at it, it felt like I could see the

filament was swaying gently, sometimes looking

light slowly filled

of strong

I woke up again, everything

bed frame, walls with uneven paint, a wardrobe and desk with peeling paint, and that

covering me smelled like soap and

a time when my family wasn't rich but was

apart, those beautiful

innocence and wasn't purely kind and selfless anymore. The world

sentence kept echoing in my mind, even in my dreams, disturbing

creak, the door

bowl, glancing at

speak, remembering that this should be

It must be the next day, but

on the table and walked over to the bed. Then he said, "You fainted. I got the doctor to check on you. He said you might have low blood sugar. I really wonder what kind of life you were living with Ethan to end up like this." I thought I didn't care and could easily let go. But when

feeling weak all over and

in my late twenties, dream like a young

you with him? How could he

blunt they

answered, "Let's not talk about Ethan