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.

child. 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 the passenger seat, my anger boiled

I waved him off, walked to the side, and lit a cigarette. After washing the car, I sat inside, not

trying to wake

'Ethan, calm down! Don't get

The next morning, I didn't go to the office. I

back all night, but finally, I

sense of justice, encountering her situation, might not be able to let

she was in the hospital. When I arrived, I saw her being bullied by that despicable couple. It was then I

small world! He bullied everyone I cared about, first Fiona, then Emily. At that moment, I decided to ruin

even stand straight, and his eyes were black and blue. It was normal that he didn't remember me well. But

to collapse. After enduring a night of torment and pain, she

rushed to the hospital just to

think about Emily. Several times I wanted to call

either; she must

to see her a few times, always at night. But I only looked at the lit window from downstairs, not

Emily was in a bar. Just like the encounter on the hill, she appeared so suddenly. That night, Emily was stunning. Compared to a month ago, when she was disheveled

that moment, two business friends were trying to introduce their daughters to me, and I

met several times by chance, it felt like a sign from above, and I suddenly had an impulsive urge. I introduced her to others as my future wife,

my true feelings. After she went out with her friends, she didn't come back, and

I saw her being bullied by Arthur and his new fling, with tears welling

instinct kicked in, wanting to stand up for her, and partly because of

intervene, I would go all

a good girl since childhood and probably had never been to such a place. She carefully held onto my arm, head down, looking timid just like when she

joined the game, I found it increasingly interesting. I could see that she was afraid