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.

Emily had lost her child. I tried to use smoking to mask my anxious and troubled feelings. But when I went to

Windsor, are you okay?" The car wash attendant looked at me nervously. I waved him off, walked to the side, and lit a cigarette. After washing the car, I sat inside, not knowing where

every inch of my skin, trying to

down! Don't

her again, tonight would just be a chance encounter. That night, I didn't sleep at 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,

back all night, but finally, I couldn't resist calling

a sense of justice, encountering her situation,

bullied

small world! He bullied everyone I cared about, first Fiona, then Emily. At that moment, I decided to ruin Arthur. I protected Emily behind me, and ironically,

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

the shouting finally died down, Emily seemed to lose all her strength and was about to collapse. After enduring a night of torment and pain, she finally

I felt my mind was a mess. I had called her and rushed to the hospital just to check on her. But

to think about Emily. Several times I

call either; she must

secretly went to see her a few times, always at night. But I only looked at the lit window from downstairs, not daring to go up. I knew it was better for her to

month ago, when she was disheveled and miserable, she was now so beautiful that

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

above, and I suddenly had an impulsive urge.

friends, she didn't come back, and while

going out to find her, I saw her being bullied by Arthur and his new fling, with tears welling up in her

wanting to stand up for her, and partly because of

decided. Since I was going to intervene, I would go

When I took Emily into the casino, she was very uneasy. She had been a good girl since childhood and probably had never been to such a place. She carefully held onto my arm, head down, looking

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