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!"

he carried the groceries while

doorbell for a

super surprised, like she had no

moment I saw her face, all the hatred in my heart

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

Ethan's hand and stepped aside with a fake smile, "Come

Victor was nowhere

not

speaking, we heard coughing from the stairs, and

down, still coughing, first looking at his son, then at me,

today's

"Dad!" Ethan called out.

brings you

wearing an old-fashioned short-sleeved white shirt tucked into his suit pants, with a slightly bulging waist and a wide belt. Ethan didn't directly answer but said, "I bought some groceries.

headed to the kitchen with the

didn't recognize his own son.

so unusually, I had no clue. I only

stunned, looking at us

eyes, and followed Ethan into the

off his jacket, started unpacking the groceries, poured a fish into the sink, turned on the faucet, and with his hands wet,

help me roll

He was washing the fish while I just stood there, watching. After a bit, I grabbed the tomatoes from the plastic bag, tossed them in the

Victor and Linda were my father's murderers. Yet here I was, in their kitchen, cooking with their son, about

for Ethan to

super quiet while cooking, like he was totally focused on the knife and

fish soup slowly turned white. Steam rose up, wrapping around him like a thin

the dishes and filled the

washed his hands and set the

dinner's ready!" he called out to Victor, who was sitting on the

off. Victor sat there, looking lost in thought. Hearing Ethan's call, he slowly got up and walked

at the table full of dishes for a

of Lafite, and filled both glasses, placing one in front of Victor and keeping one for himself. Ethan didn't call Linda; she came over on

the table, and Ethan and I sat

them were surprised by Ethan's behavior today. Honestly,

than they do, so

had already calmed down by the time

the best support I could give

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 bowl of creamy fish soup, took a sip, and when he put down the bowl, a rare gentle smile appeared at