Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 232 Not a Simple Businessman

The video was kinda dark, but I could still make out Ethan's face turning red, like he was drunk or something.

Ethan was slouched on the couch, strumming a guitar and singing softly to the camera. He looked super sad, and his eyes were all teary as he stared off into the distance. When he finished the song, he tried to smile at the camera, but it came out all wrong, like a sad, forced smile.

"Honey, I'm sorry! I love you!"

Then the video cut off, and he was gone.

I reached out, but there was nothing to grab, nothing to hold onto.

I collapsed onto the table, sobbing uncontrollably.

I heard Faris's footsteps at the door. He paused for a second, then turned and headed downstairs.

In my overwhelming sorrow, everything started to blur.

Looking around the familiar room, I felt I had just woken up from a nightmare. Was it all just a bad dream? Yeah, it had to be a dream. Thank goodness it was just a dream. I ran downstairs.

Faris was feeding the kids. When he saw me rushing down, he just stared at me.

I went straight to the kitchen and opened the fridge. There wasn't much in there; he probably hadn't cooked in a while.

I remembered the first meal I made for him in this kitchen was spaghetti. The night we moved in, I made spaghetti too.

Ethan had joked, "Can you only make spaghetti?"

It felt like it was just yesterday.

I grabbed the spaghetti, ready to start cooking.

Faris came to the door and said, "I've already made dinner."

I kept washing the pot, not looking back, and said, "Ethan likes the spaghetti I make."

After cooking the spaghetti, I set it on the table, but he still hadn't come back.

I didn't check the time. I figured Ethan was probably busy. I waited for him. If the spaghetti got cold, I'd just cook it again.

I tried to keep myself busy. I ran upstairs, washed the shirt Ethan left in the bathroom, and hung it on the balcony to dry.

The sky outside was dark, and it was still raining, a constant drizzle.

I stood on the balcony, staring at the rain, lost in thought. The wind blew, and I shivered, realizing my clothes were soaked.

I couldn't remember why my clothes were wet, but why were they wet?

So, the heavy rain I got caught in wasn't a dream.

So, everything that happened in the dream wasn't a dream.

So, after the rain, the sky would clear, the earth would keep turning, and the sun would rise again tomorrow. But Ethan would never come back.

Realizing this, I clutched the shirt hanging in front of me, my heart aching intensely again. Ethan would come back, right? I so wanted to hear his car pull up, to hear him open the door and call me Honey.

I clung to that shirt, crying until I passed out. As I fainted, it felt like someone caught me just in time.

had this long dream, filled with memories

I used to worry about seemed so pointless

more important

saw a blurry figure by

threw myself into his arms,

chest was warm, so warm that

it

you're back! I'm not mad at you, really, I know you had your reasons. I just

sigh by

just

his warmth, like I was in

and Harper

anger, crying, "Do you have to ruin my dream? Can't you let

his eyes full of helplessness and

Death is a part of life that everyone has to go through. Please, try to be

covered my

do you have to be so cruel, why do you have to keep saying he's

Jason sighed helplessly.

expect this either. But you have to understand, Ethan wasn't just yours, he was also the father of two kids. When you lost

calmed down, looking at him

"Where are they?"

asleep,"

get up to see them, but Jason held

yet, you have a

few hours after I took the anti-inflammatory medicine. After rechecking my temperature, he

two little ones were asleep, but their faces were still streaked with tears, probably from

of guilt washed over me. I gently wiped their tears with a tissue and

working on the unfinished

turning around, Faris said, "Dakato helped you change your

I went

day-no matter how long I waited, Ethan

turned himself in. He said that with Ethan gone, there was no point in running anymore. He had fulfilled his

it wasn't Drew who hurt Ethan; it was the real

of

impossible for him to escape, but he had taken a woman and a kid hostage, so the police were hesitant to make

move.

exactly was Ethan's deal?"

before he finally

simple businessman, but no matter how complex or mysterious he was, he was

out the diamond ring he left

looked at the ring on my hand, I felt a moment

to this ring, staying with me, never leaving. Wearing it suddenly gave me a sense of strength. This strength kept me from drowning in sadness and instead made me look forward, become strong,

I left the kids with Sophie and Nora, asking them

Faris or Jason. I drove

I arrived at the foot of the mountain where Gideon was trapped, there was a police cordon, and no

were using a megaphone to communicate with the people on the

was well hidden;

that Gideon was likely injured, but the police didn't dare to go

police were discussing sending a female officer

police turned to look at me. I saw the officer who had given