Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 216 Secrets Buried by Time

Richard was bawling his eyes out while packing up all of Benjamin's stuff.

I slipped the diary into my own bag, trying to be discreet.

Once the rescue mission wrapped up and we sorted through Benjamin's belongings, we took his body back to Starlight City and kept it at the funeral home for now.

Lacey was rushing back, hoping to see Benjamin one last time.

The past few days had everyone on edge because of the earthquake, and the whole city was drenched in sadness.

The next day, I skipped work.

After breakfast, Ethan headed to his job, and I went upstairs, pulled the diary out of my bag, and settled into a chair on the balcony to read it.

I hadn't opened it right away after getting back because Benjamin's last words left me feeling uneasy. It seemed like he knew something but couldn't say it out loud. Whatever he couldn't say, he probably wrote in the diary. After reading Benjamin's diary, I stayed on the balcony all morning.

The summer sun was blazing, but I was shivering like my blood had turned to ice.

Hope called me for lunch, but I didn't budge.

"You guys go ahead, I'm not hungry," I mumbled, barely able to get the words out.

After sitting there a bit longer, I grabbed the diary and headed out.

to my

showed my dad when he was young, with a smile

felt so happy and content. Having my mom and dad around

fell

God countless times for being unfair. But after reading Benjamin's diary, I realized it wasn't just an

a mistake. There were a lot of things I wasn't clueless about; I just pretended not

That night, Linda took Richard out and didn't come back until super late. Layce, being the sharp kid she was, probably sensed my bad mood and decided to cook. She was barely taller than the table, standing

pasta. It was already really late, and Linda still hadn't come back. Fueled by the alcohol, I told Layce to go to bed early and threw on a coat to head out. I knew where she was; I was going to find her. Victor from the quarry had built a house nearby and mostly lived there. The quarry was a rough

the workers left early. Seeing the light coming from the Windsor Family's house, I felt a bit lost. Even if Linda was inside, what could I

house. My footsteps were muffled in the snow, and I came silently. From the room, I could faintly hear voices. Driven by some impulse, I walked to the window and stopped. That night, I heard a lot of terrible truths

the ground, unable to move. When Linda opened the door and saw me, she was terrified. But she was smart and reacted quickly, immediately crying and begging me not to say anything. I was so stunned and shocked that I lost control, and I don't even know how I got her back home that night. After we got back, she pulled me into the room, kissing me and begging me, saying she had her reasons, and promising never to see Victor again, to live a good life with me. It was the first time she was so proactive and passionate in bed, but I didn't feel any arousal at all and eventually pushed her away. Seeing her pitiful expression, I felt a bit of compassion. Even though she had always been restless, she was still my lover, the biological mother of our children. Even if Richard wasn't my biological child, the kids were innocent. How

the house spotless, cooked delicious meals, bathed the children, braided Lacey's hair, and helped them

result, I buried all the secrets with a

heartbreaking because she shouldered

way, she wouldn't live in hatred,

cared for her in life and studies, giving her all the love I could. I even wanted to adopt her, but I was afraid that my act would be too obvious and arouse suspicion. Adversity made people grow, and I was

I rarely had sex with Linda. I always felt a knot in my heart, and I felt that enjoying life

much about it anymore, as long as she came home

to live in absurdity for a lifetime. The children had grown up and become rational. So, I took the initiative to propose a divorce, intending to set her free. After all, keeping

know why I was crying. Clearly, we couldn't

would see me crying, so I didn't turn on the light when I opened the door. Lacey hugged me and said,

Christmas Day, I found out that Emily was with Ethan from Windsor Family. Should I say God was playing tricks? Ethan from Windsor Family was a capable young man who had made a name for himself, mature and steady, and seemed to have good character. I couldn't say Emily wouldn't be happy with him, but I

what more could I say? I could only hold on to beautiful wishes, hoping Windsor Family would treat her well and repay all the debts to her with love. I also hoped the truth of the past remained a secret buried