Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 202 Just an Instinct

Drew shot up from his seat, frowning and scanning the room. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed Ethan was missing.

I darted toward the nearest hallway. The main hall was a mess from the power outage, but the hallway was eerily silent.

I wasn't sure if Ethan had gone this way; it was just a gut feeling. After a few steps, a hand grabbed me and yanked me into a nearby room. "Don't go over there. Stay here."

It was Ethan's deep voice. I spun around to warn him, but he was already gone, shutting the door behind him. A gust of wind hit my face, sending chills down my spine. I quickly opened the door, but Ethan had vanished.

At the end of the hallway, I saw Drew's back, radiating a murderous vibe. He must've been chasing Ethan.

I kicked off my high heels and followed barefoot. The hallway split into two directions, and I hesitated. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. I followed the noise to the deck and saw a group of people, including the chairman of Unity Emporium, being led away in handcuffs by undercover cops. The chairman, who had been giving a speech earlier, now hung his head in shame.

The deck was packed with onlookers whispering among themselves. I didn't care about the arrests; I only cared about finding Ethan. But Ethan, Drew, and Dennis were nowhere in sight. Did Ethan know he was in danger? With so many cops around, would Drew dare to act recklessly?

I remembered Drew's murderous look when he mentioned Ethan earlier. He seemed like a desperate man with nothing to lose. Desperate men feared nothing. I was truly scared.

My shawl had fallen off, and I stood on the snowy deck in just a thin dress. My palms were sweating, though my back felt icy. Could Ethan have gone back to the hall?

I ran back to the hall, which was in chaos as everyone tried to get out. I was the only one moving against the crowd.

Still no sign of Ethan, and I was on the verge of tears. Suddenly, a hand pulled me behind a pillar, and I fell into an embrace.

"Honey, you're not doing as you're told. I told you to stay put."

Hearing the familiar voice and smelling the familiar scent, I instantly felt my eyes well up.

I had been wearing a mask the whole time. I didn't know how he found me or when he did, but hearing him call me "Honey" made my nose sting with emotion.

I cupped his face and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

He looked into my eyes, serious and earnest, and said, "I'm fine. Listen to me, go downstairs. The cruise ship is very dangerous right now."

I threw myself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"No, we'll go together. You're in danger too, you know? We'll go together."

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Ethan grabbed me, and we hit the ground. A vase shattered nearby. I lay on top of him, gasping, my heart pounding. The bullet had grazed my ear-it was that close. Drew must have found Ethan and was desperate.

I quickly pulled a gun from my bag. I never used it before, but now it had to be useful.

plunged into darkness as the chandelier crashed down, seemingly hitting

we walked out. Dennis appeared, asking if we

Drew. Everyone split up

He grabbed me and pulled me aside just as

top

up and saw a shadow flash by on

rushed up, and everyone's attention

ten years, but you can't escape the law forever. Put down your weapon

megaphone, but Drew wasn't alone. His brothers might've been drugged, but I don't know how long the effects

Ethan's hand, scanning the area. Suddenly, a head peeked out from the stern, a gun aimed

of him.

calling my name

him. Clutching his

caught. Honestly, I didn't care.

knelt, holding me, his eyes filled with panic. "Honey, hold on; you'll be

hurts so much, but I'm so happy! Tonight, this trip

was happy,

his face,

Honey, call the

calling my name, but

drifted away, I

to die. I didn't regret taking the bullet for Ethan, but I regretted leaving my

dream where I kept repeating Ethan's name. When I woke up,

finally awake."The next second, Ethan rushed over and grabbed my hand. "Honey." His eyes were red, and tears were streaming down his

he did when I woke up after

and grateful,

took in the ward, feeling the texture and strength of Ethan's hand, feeling his tears burn on the back of my hand. I looked at his haggard face and the stubble on his chin. Everything felt so

alive?"

are you talking about? It's just a

it just a

so emotional as if we had been

could still remember the pain of

much so that all my senses seemed to be consumed by the

want to go

who thought

kissed my hand and gently said, "Okay, I'll take you

discharge procedures

lying in my old bed, looking at everything