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." His voice was

want the babies? How could he

little lives were his own flesh

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

but everything was blurry. Only the

You can't abandon them," I said

I only want you. Don't be afraid; I won't let anything happen to you." He stubbornly held my hand,

panic, fear, and helplessness, all mixed

you waiting for?

I heard Ethan roar.

state could affect our surgery," the

won't say another word. Just save her." He softened his voice, making a

patient is losing too much

Ethan

weak consciousness was still deeply

was in turmoil,

babies, save my babies!" I kept

wasn't sure if my voice was

me, "Honey, listen. We can have

I

be okay." Ethan tried to keep me

the heart-wrenching photo. Ethan, didn't you say you didn't love me? So why

felt distant but hit 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, you

on and fell into a deep sleep. I had a long dream. I walked through

seemed to have changed; we were still the same. Then the scene shifted to my childhood. The alley was bustling. My parents were still around, and I was their beloved daughter. I left home with my backpack, and a voice called

hurry up, we're

pushed it while I

the entrance. He looked imposing in the driver's seat.

to shout for him not to leave, but no sound came

times. But in

Dad!' I screamed in

You have to be strong and live well.

voice was ethereal, like it was coming

in the direction

familiar voice called me, pulling

opened my eyes, and the first thing I

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

finally awake!" His hoarse voice

of it, and tears fell from his red-rimmed eyes

this still my dream?" I

my

the voice saying

the babies?"

me. "Don't worry. They're fine. The nurse

in relief and closed my