Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 219 The Past Is Like Smoke

Ethan said to ditch the kids and just have some us time.

He had this mysterious vibe going on. I had no clue what he was up to, but something about his sincerity made me want to trust him. He was so genuine, I couldn't say no. Even though I really didn't want to step into the Windsor Family's place, there was this weird pull. I was curious about how he planned to get justice for me. After changing clothes, I stared at myself in the mirror for what felt like forever.

I was successful, but man, I was carrying a lot of hate.

I wasn't sure if I could sit at the same table with my enemy, keep my cool, and wait for my husband to sort things out between me and his dad.

As I left the house, the sunny weather suddenly turned gloomy. Dark clouds were rolling in, like it could rain any second.

Ethan was rocking a brand-new white shirt today, but it was more laid-back than his usual style. He looked more chill and approachable.

First, he drove us to the supermarket and headed straight to the fresh produce section. That's when I realized he was planning to buy groceries. Watching him seriously pick out veggies, I was kinda confused.

Since being with Ethan, I've barely gone to the Windsor Family's place for meals. He always seemed to avoid it.

But this time, he was really into it. Not only did he buy groceries, but he also grabbed two bottles of wine.

After shopping, we got back in the car and headed to the Windsor Family's place.

The whole way there, I was a mess of emotions.

I wasn't sure what I was feeling. It was a mix of everything.

No doubt, I hated Victor. I wanted to rip him apart.

When I first got with Ethan, he did some digging on me, so he must've known my background. That's why he tried so hard to keep me away from Ethan.

It wasn't just because I was poor or not good enough for his son. The real reason was he knew he killed my dad, and having me around his son freaked him out.

He didn't think I married Ethan for money or to climb the social ladder. What he really feared was that I was out for revenge.

But for today's meal, since I promised Ethan I'd trust him and came along, I had to push all that hate down. I needed to give him the time and chance to handle it. Just as I was zoning out, leaning against the car window, the car came to a stop. Ethan's warm hand reached over and grabbed mine.

"Emily, promise me you'll stay calm today. Just trust me, okay?"

I glanced out the window; we were at the Windsor Family's place.

I looked back at him. Ethan's eyes were full of sincerity and a bit of hope.

I finally nodded, and he immediately smiled, leaning over to gently kiss my forehead.

"Thanks, babe!"

out of the car, and he carried the groceries while I followed

ringing the doorbell for

looked super surprised, like she had no

I saw her face, all the hatred in my

squeezed my hand just in time. Feeling the warmth of his palm and remembering what he said earlier, I tried

the groceries in Ethan's hand and stepped aside

but Victor was nowhere to be

"Your dad's not feeling

heard coughing from the stairs, and then

looking at his son, then at me, clearly surprised by our

that today's meal

"Dad!" Ethan called out.

you

old-fashioned short-sleeved white shirt tucked into his suit pants, with a slightly bulging waist and a wide belt. Ethan didn't directly

headed to the kitchen

Ethan's back in astonishment, like he didn't recognize his own son. Maybe

to do today, and why he was acting so unusually, I had no clue. I only knew he said he would

at us like we

my eyes, and followed

fish into the sink, turned on the faucet, and

me roll

just stood there, watching. After a bit, I grabbed

father's murderers. Yet here I was, in their kitchen, cooking with their son, about to have dinner with

many things were absurd. Waiting for Ethan to get

like he was totally

was bubbling, and the fish soup slowly turned white. Steam rose up, wrapping

brought out all the dishes and filled the dining

washed his hands

he called out to Victor, who was sitting

living room was off. Victor sat there, looking lost in thought. Hearing Ethan's call, he

at the table full of dishes for a long time before

opened a bottle of Lafite, and filled both glasses, placing one in front of Victor and

side of the table, and Ethan and I sat on

clear both of them were surprised by Ethan's behavior today. Honestly, so was

I might know a bit more than they do, so I

a while, I had already calmed down by

best

dishes. I didn't know that at first; Mom told me. My cooking skills aren't as good as hers, so it definitely won't taste as good." Ethan mentioned his mother at the dining table in front of Linda without any hesitation. Linda looked really embarrassed, and Victor's expression was complicated. Victor served himself a