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.

filled with memories

to

important

I woke up, I saw a blurry figure by

threw myself into his arms, holding

was warm, so warm that it made me

a dream, it couldn't be a

you, really, I know you had your reasons. I just want you back. Let's live well from now

by my ear,

just hold

buried my head in his chest, soaking up his warmth, like I was in a beautiful dream I didn't want to

Hunter and Harper still

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

looked at me, his eyes full of

life that everyone has to go through. Please, try to be rational,

my

have to be so cruel, why do you have

Jason sighed helplessly.

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

calmed down, looking at

"Where are they?"

already asleep,"

see them, but Jason

yet, you

took the anti-inflammatory medicine. After rechecking my temperature, he finally let me

room, where the two little ones were asleep, but their

over me. I gently wiped their tears with a tissue and tucked

sitting nearby, carefully working on the unfinished airplane

Faris said, "Dakato helped

and saw that I was wearing pajamas, the wet clothes had long been changed. I went downstairs, and the bowl of spaghetti I had cooked was still

me, clear as day-no matter how long

told me that Drew had turned himself in. He said that with Ethan

it wasn't Drew who hurt Ethan; it

to run, but he couldn't get out of

latest info, he and two accomplices had fled to the mountains. The cops had the area surrounded, making it impossible for him to escape, but he had

move.

exactly was Ethan's deal?" I

quiet for a long time before he finally said, "He wasn't just a

businessman, but no matter how complex or mysterious he was, he was the man I loved

left

a moment of disorientation, almost like he had

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, and do more

day, I left the kids with Sophie and Nora,

Faris or Jason.

the foot of the mountain where Gideon was trapped, there was a

using a megaphone to communicate

up. The other side was well hidden; I couldn't see anyone, only

I learned that Gideon was likely injured, but the police didn't dare

to be women. The police were discussing sending a female officer disguised as a doctor. "I'll

me. I saw the officer who had given me Ethan's belongings. He walked over and urged me