Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 193 Can't Be Without You

"Dakato!"

Blood spread across Dakato's back as the dagger was yanked out, dripping red. She spun around and kicked the attacker to the ground, sending the dagger clattering away.

Even with her wound, Dakato fought like a beast against the men rushing her. Fairness and morality? Nowhere to be found as they ganged up on her.

Using every ounce of strength to protect me, Dakato was eventually overpowered and knocked down.

"Stop! I know someone hired you. How much did she pay? I'll double it. Just get us to a hospital, and I'll pay you right now." I fought through the searing pain in my abdomen, using my last bit of strength to negotiate.

"Hospital? More like sending you to hell." They looked down at us smugly, like beating up two women was some big accomplishment.

"How much do you want? Name your price."

At this point, money was the least of my worries. I just needed to keep the two little lives inside me safe, no matter the cost.

Hearing this, the men exchanged glances, looking tempted.

I trembled with pain but tried to stay calm, continuing to plead with them.

"Killing us won't do you any good. You won't get away with it. My husband won't let you off. If you let us go, I can give you enough money to live comfortably for the rest of your lives." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a warm flow from my lower body.

I knew my water had broken. If we delayed any longer, the babies wouldn't make it. I grabbed the pant leg of the man closest to me. "Please, take me to the hospital."

He lifted his leg and kicked me. As he prepared to kick again, the sound of police sirens echoed in the distance.

"The cops are here. Let's go. That woman's babies probably won't make it anyway," one of them said.

They fled quickly, and my consciousness grew increasingly blurry from the intense pain.

Later, I felt myself being lifted up.

The urgent sound of ambulance sirens filled the air.

"Emily, hold on!" a frantic voice called out to me.

Those words brought tears to my eyes.

Was it my imagination?

Why did I hear Ethan's voice?

In my hazy state, I felt many people around me. I heard the crisp sound of metal instruments being placed into a tray.

A broad hand held mine, its warmth so familiar.

"The patient's condition is critical. The amniotic fluid is gone, and there's severe internal bleeding. We can only save either the mother or the babies," a serious voice said, probably the doctor. "Save the mother." I heard a firm reply.

"Your wife is carrying twins," the doctor reminded.

the mother."

didn't he want the babies? How could he not want

these two little lives were his own

into my ear, "Honey, stay with me. What

was blurry. Only the warmth in my hand

are yours. You can't abandon them," I

won't

filled with panic, fear, and helplessness, all mixed

waiting for? Save the

I heard Ethan roar.

your emotional state could affect our

word. Just save her." He softened

much blood,"

Ethan

my weak consciousness was still

was in

save my babies!"

wasn't sure if my

my hand, comforting me, "Honey, listen. We can have more children, but I can't

me to conceive these twins. I might

don't sleep. Listen, you'll be okay." Ethan tried to keep me conscious, but my mind grew foggy. His voice

heart-wrenching photo. Ethan, didn't you say you

me right in the feels. I cried again. Warm lips kissed my tears. I opened my mouth, not sure if I made any sound. I wanted to say, "Ethan,

had a long dream. I

bustling. My parents were still around,

we're

downstairs, and Jason was waiting with his bike. He pushed it while I walked

imposing in the driver's seat. He started the truck, waved, and told me to

not to leave,

after it, falling several times. But in the end, I could only watch

go! Come back! Dad!' I screamed in my

can't come back. You have to be strong and

it was coming

cried out in the direction

wake up!" A familiar voice called me, pulling

eyes, and the first thing I

were filled with worry, pain, and the joy of seeing me

you're finally awake!" His hoarse

the back of it, and tears fell from his red-rimmed

my dream?" I asked

the back of my hand,

that long, hazy dream, and the

are the babies?" I

comforted me. "Don't worry. They're fine. The nurse took them for a bath. You'll see them

in relief and closed