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.

his hips,

the pain in my heart,

and came over,

It was so cold that my whole body

took off his coat, wrapped it around me, and carried me to the car. He buckled me in and then got into the driver's seat, rolled up the windows, and cranked up the heater. But

you just throw me off the cliff?" I wasn't sad at all, but why did my

windshield,

at the dark, far-off sky, it felt

right; this world really is full of

but I didn't turn to look at him. I

he snorted. "What's the point of dead people? The

he started the car and

Cindy's house and

getting out of the

just stared at

whole yard felt drenched in

opened the car door for

out of the

felt heavy. I felt like a sinner

room flicked on, and I

only met Cindy once, I knew she was a kind-hearted

I asked you to come here, but you didn't. Now, even if you want to have a meal with my Grandma, there's no chance anymore." Faris probably noticed

I have known things would change so fast? So

then. What I regret even more is that I lied to Grandma, saying you were my girlfriend. Because of that lie, she always held on

hope, there wouldn't

by an old-school incandescent bulb, casting a warm yellow glow

at it, it felt like I could see the filament inside the bulb

stayed still, but I felt like the filament was swaying gently,

light slowly filled my entire

like a pair of strong arms

up again, everything around

with peeling paint, and that

me smelled like soap and

to a time when my family wasn't rich but was

fell apart, those beautiful

deceived changed me. I gradually lost my innocence and wasn't purely kind and

in my mind, even

a creak, the

in carrying a bowl, glancing at

remembering that this should be Cindy's

It must be the next day, but 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 I heard Ethan's name again, it felt like sharp needles were piercing

feeling weak all over

in my

he take you with him? How could he bear to

so blunt they

"Let's not talk

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