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.

lot that night, so much that I didn't notice Fiona's calls and messages. Maybe it was fate, destined that I would spend my life repaying this

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

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

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 black, with nothing

tragic news of Fiona falling off the cliff. The police concluded it was suicide. Even though I was mentally prepared, I still went crazy and couldn't accept it. We broke up, but

drunk that night, and Arthur had sex with her. Connecting this with Fiona's message, I understood why

and beat him 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

didn't know what dreams I was chasing or what right I had to love or receive warmth

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

kept their guard up. They never talked about their shady deals in front

they were good and drunk, I managed to get some info

it was snowing heavily, and we went to a Mexican restaurant to eat. If the info was right, the deal was supposed to go down there. But I hadn't seen Drew, which was weird. I pretended to drink and play games with them, all the while keeping an eye on

of cops burst in. The underlings tangled with the cops for a bit, and most of them got caught, but Wyatt ran out

the snow, and Wyatt picked up a brick

of the alley, looking like he was ready to rescue Wyatt. But soon, a bunch of cops poured

felt like he wanted to tear me apart. The cops subdued Wyatt, and I finally passed out. When I woke up, I found myself in

catch him?" I

drugs destroyed Victor and my family, I had wanted to bring these

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

approvingly,