Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 229 What Should Be Done

The guy kept switching up his swimming strokes, making little waves on the otherwise calm sea.

I could hardly believe my eyes and just stared, momentarily forgetting my sadness.

While I was in a daze, the man in the sea had already started swimming towards the shore.

I slowly stood up, feeling my legs go weak. Jason quickly reached out to support me, and I barely managed to stand firm.

Seeing the man walking straight toward us, I rubbed my face, tight from dried tears, and started to sweat.

"What's wrong?"

Jason must have sensed my tension.

From about 30 feet away, I became more certain that I hadn't seen wrong.

I thought to myself, 'Will he recognize me?'

In a panic, I turned and buried my face in Jason's chest.

Jason's body stiffened, and he probably thought I was still upset, so he gently patted my back to comfort me.

"Let's go back!"

I looked up and grabbed his arm.

He nodded at me, and we immediately got into the car.

Before the car could start, there was a knock on the window, and my heart jumped into my throat.

On Jason's side of the window, a large man's hand was pressed against the glass. Through the window, I could see the muscular arm and the solid, bare chest of the hand's owner. Jason must have noticed my tension, so he didn't open the window right away.

The man outside knocked more urgently, determined not to give up. If we didn't open the window, it would seem suspicious.

I took a deep breath and signaled Jason to open the window.

Slowly, the window rolled down, and the man outside bent down to look inside the car.

Water droplets slid down his tattooed chest, and his hair was still dripping. He glanced at Jason first, then fixed his gaze on my face.

My eyes fell on the scar on his shoulder and then calmly moved away.

I wasn't sure if he recognized me, given that on the cruise that night, I was heavily made up and wearing a mask.

"I was hoping to catch a ride. Is that okay?" he asked, looking at me.

Jason looked at me, indicating that it was up to me.

I secretly clenched the hem of my clothes and forced a smile, saying, "Where are you headed?"

"Skyline International Corporation."

hearing this, Jason

"Sorry, Sir. It's not on our way, and we

and released his hand

"Okay, thanks!"

the middle of winter, fade away in the rearview mirror, I felt

shook my head,

I did

was Drew. He was the one who shot me on the

into the

in the café across from Skyline International Corporation, he held Ethan's photo and said he would recognize him even if he turned

thought to myself, 'What kind of grudge did

became

me home, looking

my impression, Ethan isn't that kind of person. I don't know why he did this. But I know you're feeling terrible. Seeing you like this, I'm really worried. Don't overthink it. Just get

and smiled slightly. "I

after Jason left, I went

two

and drank it in

I was really drunk. But now

because of the appearance of Drew, which felt like a

an hour, I suddenly got up, grabbed my bag, and headed out. At the door, as I bent down to change my shoes,

didn't I tell

and returned to

couldn't calm down. After several internal struggles, just as I didn't know what to do, I

slept together, when one woke up, the

room and held them, sitting on the

other laugh with small objects, strange sounds, and vivid expressions. They were so carefree, their innocent faces lighting up with pure joy. Nothing could dampen their spirits, not even the sky

and spent the whole

bed. I couldn't remember the last time I had done these things. Since getting busy with my career, I had neglected a lot, and

quiet of

Worry, panic, helplessness, struggle.

I do something, or should I do nothing? What

these 28 years, I had never felt

father's killer, I struggled too, but not as much as

phone, hesitated for a long time, and

on the phone, "Frank got dragged off by his buddies to play poker, and it looks like they're planning to

ask about Ethan, right? I see you still can't

the

left, so now it's just

up, I still couldn't sleep all night, staring at the ceiling until

the morning, Faris came over, bringing

weren't very shy, and maybe because Faris brought toys, they quickly warmed up

holding a doll. Faris had

knew what was about to happen and was about to go over to pick her up, but it was too late. The spot where

over to take Harper for a bath and

from the sofa, the wet spot on his pants sticking to

that. You should go

in the bedroom. After a while, I remembered that I didn't have any