Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 182

Chapter 182 We'll Get a Divorce

"Go!" Ethan yelled at Dennis up front.

I yanked myself free and banged on the car door. "Dennis, stop the car. I need to get out."

Dennis, predictably, ignored me.

Ethan shoved me back into the seat, and the partition between the front and back seats went up.

He pinned me down, gripping my hands tight, his eyes blazing and his breath ragged.

"Ethan, let go of me." I was surprisingly calm.

Two days later, I was still composed.

I imagined seeing Ethan again-no tears, no drama, just calm, like his choice that night didn't hurt me, and I didn't care. Yeah, I didn't care.

But my calmness seemed to set him off, and he kissed me impulsively.

His lips were hot, his breath warm.

I didn't fight back; I knew it was pointless. I wasn't gonna respond either. I just clenched my fists, gritted my teeth, and endured it.

Maybe my eerie calm and indifference pushed him over the edge. He kept kissing my lips, my face, my eyes, whispering hoarsely, "Baby, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" "Sir, where to next?" Dennis asked.

"Home," Ethan said.

"But..." Dennis hesitated.

"I said home," Ethan repeated, more forcefully.

Dennis eventually drove us to the villa entrance. I tried to get out from the other side, but Ethan scooped me up and carried me straight into the villa.

He laid me on the sofa and kept kissing me, but I still didn't respond.

This familiar place made my eyes well up.

I once thought I'd never come back here again.

Ethan cupped my face, kissing my tears, his face pressed against mine, unusually warm. "Baby, I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me, okay?"

"I'm not mad," I said.

Seeing the relief on Ethan's face, I continued with a heavy heart. "I'm just disappointed. It's different from being mad. When you're mad, you can calm down. But when you're disappointed, nothing you say will change my mind. It makes me start thinking about what this relationship really means."

He collapsed beside me, holding me tight like I'd vanish if he let go even a little.

"Baby, don't be disappointed in me." His voice was hoarse, almost unrecognizable.

I pushed him, but he wouldn't let go.

"Ethan, what's the point of this? You don't need to apologize to me. You've already seen your own heart clearly. I don't blame you. I said before if you meet someone you truly like, just tell me, and I'll willingly divorce you. So, let's get a divorce!"

my heart

hot as he pleaded, "No, I don't want a divorce! Baby, I'm sorry!

of being left alone. But wasn't I the one being

and when I touched his

my eyes, and it was covered in

wrong with you?" I

still murmuring, "Don't divorce, Baby,

free from his grip. He opened his

voice was barely a whisper. "Baby, don't go. Don't

black, it wasn't obvious. But when I opened his suit, I saw his white shirt inside

leave me," he murmured like he

this, how could my

touched his forehead, and it was burning

I panicked!

Shouldn't I just walk away without looking back? But seeing him like this, how could I leave him to die? Just like he saved me when I

911." I trembled as I reached for my

don't call!" He grabbed my hand, his

moment,

door and saw through the peephole that it was Dennis. I immediately opened

Dennis stood a man and

the hospital, so I brought

was like seeing a lifeline. I quickly let

and the two doctors moved Ethan to the upstairs

stood

have hot water? Please prepare some," the woman

went

upstairs, they had already

on his white shirt, my head started pounding, and my

using scissors to cut up from

his voice barely a whisper, while raising his other hand. "Baby! Don't

him down," the

walked to the other side of the bed, holding his

the wound on

staring in

a gunshot

male doctor first cleaned the blood around the wound and then focused on the surgery, while the woman, who seemed to be his assistant, handed him various tools as

didn't make a sound with his eyes closed, the beads of sweat on his forehead gave him

bullet, I couldn't help but look even though I didn't want to. The moment the bullet

frowned and groaned. I wiped the

doctor quickly applied medication to

doesn't get wet. Also, he's

out but seemed a bit uneasy. He glanced at Ethan lying on the bed and said to me meaningfully, "Thank you for your

seemed to be asleep,

walked to the bedside,

get it. How did he

felt his forehead; it was still hot. I went to

out and opened his eyes

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