Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 243 Time

Fiona figured it out from my silence. She gave a bitter smile, the neon lights flickering in her eyes, casting shadows of sadness.

"So, you think what we had wasn't love either, huh?" Fiona said. "Let's not waste each other's time. There are plenty of great girls chasing after you, and I can find someone more suited for me." "So, you're breaking up with me?" I asked.

"Actually, I've fallen for someone else," she replied.

My pride wouldn't let me beg her to stay. I just downed a glass of liquor and agreed.

For the first time, I wanted something serious. I thought we had mutual feelings, shared interests, and were really compatible. I even planned our future in my mind. But it ended like this, and of course, I felt terrible.

But I acted nonchalant, quickly moving on to a new girl, and Fiona got a new boyfriend. Seeing her smile at her new guy, Arthur, made me sneer inside. It turned out she could be gentle with anyone. The funny thing was, I thought I had found true love.

I thought I didn't care, but for some reason, I was in a funk. Was it the breakup or realizing I had misjudged her? I wasn't sure. I deliberately took my new girlfriend to the bar where Fiona was. I couldn't remember my initial intention, only that I felt blocked up inside, like some emotion couldn't be released.

Coincidentally, Arthur was there too. When Fiona saw me with another woman, her face stiffened slightly, then she leaned into Arthur's arms in front of me. We just kept hurting each other like that.

At that age, we were so immature, doing things to hurt each other. I laughed indifferently and even walked over to provoke Arthur. "You've got guts, playing with a woman I've been with. As long as you're happy." Actually, I never even slept with her.

Under the neon lights, Fiona's face turned pale, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She bit her lip hard as if she was stimulated, but she didn't say anything, nor did she let go of Arthur's hand.

friends. I didn't know that this turn would be our final goodbye. I drank a lot that night, so much that I didn't notice Fiona's calls and messages. Maybe it was fate, destined

up in the middle of the

I'm even less worthy of you. I

hilltop where we first met. I called her countless times on the

Even though I was mentally prepared, I still went crazy and couldn't accept it. We broke up, but I never wanted her

told me that Fiona got drunk that night, and Arthur had sex with her. Connecting this with Fiona's message,

thought if I hadn't said those hurtful words that day, would Fiona not have gotten drunk? Would that incident not have happened? Would

I was chasing or what

from school. After Fiona left, I never picked up the guitar again, and The Thorn Birds Band disbanded. During those days, I drank and fought all the time, truly becoming a delinquent. It was during this period that I noticed Drew and his group. There were several of them, and I recognized one as the person who did business with Victor, and another as the one who was in the van at the foot of the mountain resort that day. Later, I found out that the guy in the van was named Drew, and he had a younger brother who was also in the gang with him, named Wyatt O'Neill. After a fight, we got to know each other, and

they were nice to me, they still kept their guard up. They never talked about their shady deals in front of me, but I knew they were

were planning something big. I spent some cash to take a few of their guys out for drinks. Once they were good and drunk, I managed to get some info about their upcoming deal from one of them. I

down there. But I hadn't seen Drew, which was weird. I

through the meal, a bunch of cops burst in. The underlings tangled with the cops for a bit, and most of them got caught, but Wyatt ran out the back door. I didn't think twice and chased

with all my strength while he struggled like crazy. We rolled around in the snow, and Wyatt picked up a brick and

my vision turned red. I saw Drew coming from the end of the alley, looking like he was ready to

so fierce it felt like he wanted to tear me apart. The cops subdued Wyatt, and I finally passed out. When I woke

catch him?" I

had wanted to

we've issued a warrant. The long

approvingly, "Good