Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 246 The Struggle

After hopping out of the car, I grabbed the cupcakes and strolled into the pitch-black Broadway Alley. I remember bringing a cake here on my birthday years ago. Haven't been back since.

These days, Broadway Alley felt like a ghost town, like everyone packed up and left. Standing downstairs, I glanced up. The building was mostly dark, just a few lights flickering here and there. Emily's place? Completely dark. I headed upstairs and stopped at her door. Dust covered it, like it hadn't been opened in ages. I wondered, 'Did she move? Get married?'

Jason had been overseas for years, and I hadn't heard any news about him getting married. It was tough for two people to stay together with all the family drama and future plans.

I thought, 'If Emily did get married, who did she end up with? Is she happy?'

I placed the cupcakes at her doorstep. I never had the guts to knock on it, not back then, not now. Leaning against the wall, I lit a cigarette and started reminiscing.

What did I feel for Emily? I had no clue. I felt guilty about Fiona, and with Emily, I couldn't even face my guilt or seek redemption.

After a long time, I thought I'd never see Emily again, but then she suddenly appeared.

At the top of the hill, I didn't recognize her at first. She was a mess, hair all over the place, dirty. I couldn't connect this disheveled woman to her.

But when she looked up, one desperate, injured look, and I knew it was her.

Emily! How did she end up here like this? The encounter was so sudden, I panicked.

Seeing her silent, I almost took off on my bike. Over the years, I'd learned to stay calm, but Emily's sudden appearance threw me off. I stopped and heard her crying, so desperate.

I'd been avoiding this for years, and finally, fate brought us together. It felt destined. So, I decided to go with the flow. I turned my bike around, trying to act calm and composed, like it was our first meeting, to hide my inner chaos.

I decided to be a good guy and take her to the hospital. I heard her calling a friend, thinking about her disheveled state and how heartbroken she was after hanging up.

I tried to use smoking to mask my anxious and troubled feelings. But when I went to wash my car, seeing the blood-red stain on

nervously. I waved him off, walked to

I took a cold shower. The icy water flowed over every inch of my skin, trying to wake myself up. But my mind kept flashing to Emily's bloody legs and her heartbroken,

Don't get involved. You

all. The next morning, I didn't go to the office. I didn't want to worry about Emily, but I couldn't control my heart. I thought, 'She

but finally, I couldn't resist calling

a stranger with a sense of justice, encountering her situation, might not be able

bullied by that despicable couple. It was then

Fiona, then Emily. At that moment, I

couldn't even stand straight, and his eyes were black and blue. It was normal that he didn't remember me well. But I definitely couldn't forget Arthur, because back then I wanted

seemed to lose all her strength and was about to collapse. After enduring a night of torment

hospital bed, I felt my mind was a mess. I had called her and rushed to the hospital just to check on her. But I couldn't let myself get too involved.

myself not to think about Emily.

she must have forgotten about our chance

times, always at night. But I only looked at the lit window from downstairs, not daring

the hill, she appeared so suddenly. That night, Emily was stunning. Compared to a month ago, when she was disheveled and

two business friends were trying to introduce their daughters to me, and I was struggling to get

chance, it felt like a sign from above, and I suddenly had an impulsive urge. I introduced her to others as

her friends, she didn't come back, and while I was in the booth, my heart

going out to find her, I saw her being bullied by Arthur and his new

wanting to stand up for her, and partly because of a deep-seated desire within me. So I impulsively

her, I had already decided. Since I was going to intervene, I would go all the way and return all the grievances she

a good girl since childhood and probably had never been to such a place. She carefully held onto my arm,

I found it increasingly interesting. I could see that she was afraid Arthur would lose. After being hurt so badly by him,