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.

went to drink with some friends. I didn't know that this turn would be our final goodbye. I drank a lot that night, so

I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw countless

far apart. Now, I'm even less worthy of you. I just wanted to say goodbye. Let's end

bar. I understood what Fiona meant and headed straight to the hilltop where we first met. I called her countless times on the way, but no one answered, which only increased my anxiety. The hilltop was pitch

it was suicide. Even though I was mentally prepared, I still went crazy and couldn't accept it. We broke up, but I never wanted her to die. Having been with her for so long, I thought I understood Fiona's character. I never thought she was so fragile. It was just a breakup, and she was the one

had sex with

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

I didn't know what dreams I was chasing or

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

were nice to me, they still kept their guard up. They never talked about

snowed like crazy, and they were acting all secretive, like they 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 always felt there was a big shot behind them, but I had never seen

right, the deal was supposed to go down there. But I hadn't seen Drew, which was weird.

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 after

crazy. We rolled around in the snow, and Wyatt picked up a brick and hit me on the forehead. Blood started flowing down my

I saw Drew coming from the end of the alley, looking like he was ready to rescue Wyatt. But soon, a bunch of cops poured

passed out. When I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar room, with

catch

had wanted to bring these drug dealers

got away, but we've issued a warrant. The long arm of the law will catch him eventually;

said approvingly, "Good