Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 256 I Will Bring Her Back

Emily didn't quite buy my story. I knew she had a tendency to overthink when she was home alone, so I sent her some pics of the hotel to ease her mind.

Honestly, I used to think business trips were no different from being at home since I was always by myself anyway. Evenings were spent flipping through the newspaper or watching TV in the hotel, and time just flew by. But ever since Emily came into my life, business trips became unbearable. Every day without her felt like torture.

So, I hustled to wrap up my work and came back two days early, but I didn't tell Emily. I wanted to surprise her.

But Emily wasn't home. From the balcony, I saw her getting out of Faris's car.

The more I cared, the more sensitive I got. At that moment, I was fuming. I was mad she didn't listen to me. I had clearly told her to stay away from him. But mostly, I was scared. I was terrified Emily would leave me.

It wasn't exactly a fight because we both stayed pretty calm, but I think we were both deeply hurt inside.

Emily seemed to know something. Even though I met Faye on this business trip, I didn't do anything to betray Emily. But Emily questioned me with such certainty, like she had some proof of my infidelity.

I suddenly felt so drained. I remember when we first got together, even just sitting quietly and chatting about mundane things felt like pure bliss. It seemed like we were both hedgehogs, constantly hurting each other. I thought we both needed to cool off, so I left.

That night, I hit up Blue Ocean Bar, played cards, and drank with a few friends, just letting loose.

When my temper flared, I forgot all of Emily's reminders. I even wished the strong liquor would make me seriously ill. I liked the way she took care of me by the bedside, enjoying the warmth she gave me at that time.

"You guys keep playing, I'm heading out," Jason said, coming back from a phone call and grabbing his coat from the sofa before leaving.

"Why are you leaving? We're just getting into it," Frank said, but Jason was already gone.

We kept playing cards and drinking. When I was drunk, I saw couples coming and going in the bar, and I suddenly missed Emily.

I thought to myself, 'What is she doing alone at home? Is she still sulking? Is she stubbornly skipping dinner? Is she sitting in the living room waiting for me to come home?'

I stood up shakily and said, "I'm going home too."

On the way back, I made up my mind. I thought, 'I need to apologize. When I get home, I'll sincerely apologize to her and make it up to her. If she hasn't eaten, I'll whip up some pasta...'

But the house was dark. When I opened the door, the whole place was pitch black and empty, just like the years I was single, coming home every day to a heavy loneliness.

stuff was gone too. When I called her phone, it

night, I searched everywhere, checking all the places

by my car, angrily questioning, "Ethan, what's going on

leaned back

"I do," I said.

treat her well, okay? You should see how much she loves you. If you love each other, can't you just be together without all this drama? She cares about you so much, but you take her for granted. One day, when she really leaves

I could somewhat

fault. I'll definitely find her and

the streets of Starlight City until midnight. Finally, I parked by the roadside, rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and watched people enjoying

indeed harsh. Emily was sensitive and fragile; I shouldn't have said those things

had become exhausting, but life itself was tiring. Behind happiness, there was

I was feeling down, I

girl, and you don't know how to cherish

I looked at it, Martin's words seemed a bit gloating,

immediately replied: [Grandpa, Emily is with

Wait until she calms

replayed the nonsense I said at least eight hundred times in my

I woke up, got out of bed, and walked to the balcony, only to

food. It's snowing, so we can't go out to buy groceries.

my room to change clothes, and then went to the supermarket to buy a ton

a mix of excitement and nerves. I didn't know if she had

Emily who opened the door for me. She still seemed angry, so I decided to take the initiative to

I was willing to put aside my pride in front

out old photos, including one of Jason and Emily as kids. Martin mentioned how Jason had stubbornly refused to move when he was a child, whether intentionally or not; in

naturally. Maybe

Martin's eyes, Grandma was a beautiful and capable woman. Martin said that back then, they rarely saw each other, so he treated her exceptionally well, fearing that

was probably trying to subtly

the kind of love they had in their time. Back then, a lifetime was only

their living conditions weren't as good as they were now, their

volunteered to do the

Emily into my arms, and a snowball hit me square in the face. She laughed so hard she couldn't

I felt that Emily's smile was like a ray of sunshine in the snowy weather,