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.

ceiling. The hall plunged into darkness as the chandelier crashed down, seemingly hitting Drew. The police rushed in. In the darkness, Ethan pulled me into his

appeared, asking if we were

the police couldn't find Drew. Everyone split up

He grabbed me and pulled me aside just as a gunshot rang out from above, leaving

on the top

up and saw a shadow flash by

group of police officers rushed up, and everyone's

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

brothers might've been drugged, but I don't know how long the effects of the drug

head peeked out from the stern,

stepped in front of him. A searing pain shot through my

calling my

chased after him. Clutching his arm, Drew leaped overboard. There

if he'd survive or get caught. Honestly, I didn't

down, and Ethan knelt, holding me, his eyes filled with panic. "Honey, hold on;

much, but I'm so happy! Tonight, this trip wasn't in

was happy,

out to touch his face, whispering contentedly, "As long as

Honey, call

name, but

the night sky drifted away, I lost all sense

I was going to die. I didn't regret taking the bullet for Ethan, but

name. When I woke up, I smelled disinfectant and saw a white

lit up with excitement when I opened mine. "Emily, you're finally awake."The next second, Ethan rushed over and grabbed my hand. "Honey."

he did when I woke up

and grateful, crying tears

on the back of my

still alive?" I

are you talking about? It's just a minor injury. How

it just

he was so emotional as if we

could still remember the pain of being shot, it hurt so

my senses seemed to be consumed by the

want to go home,"

at Jason, who thought for a

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

they completed the discharge procedures

lying in my old bed, looking at everything familiar, I felt my