Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 263 Set Her Free

I stared at the photo for a bit and then said, "No need."

The assistant looked confused.

I handed the tablet back and went back to my seat. "Let them write whatever they want," I said.

"Got it," the assistant replied.

Once the assistant left, I called my lawyer.

"Draft a divorce agreement for me. I'll email you the details soon."

After hanging up, I got lost in my thoughts.

"Have you made up your mind?" Dennis asked.

"This wedding is all over town. The people I wanted to notice have noticed. I can't let her take the fall," I said. Whether Emily forgives me or not, I have to let go this time.

If I can't give her stability, I should set her free.

Half an hour later, Dennis was gone, and the lawyer handed me the divorce papers. Holding the agreement, I walked out of the office. At the entrance, I ran into my dad. "Are you really going through with this wedding?" Victor asked, clearly pissed.

I stopped and looked at him calmly. "If you're not happy about it, you don't have to come." The tension was thick.

My relationship with Victor had always been like this. Neither of us ever tried to change it. The grudge had been buried in my heart for years, and I knew way more than Victor thought. Victor was furious, but he knew he couldn't change my mind. It had always been this way.

I didn't say anything else and headed to the garage.

As I drove back, my mind was a mess.

I think I really messed up, big time.

From the start, I shouldn't have gotten involved with Emily. I shouldn't have entered her life. Even though she had always been in my heart, I shouldn't have been greedy. None of my identities qualified me to be with her. Passing by a flower shop, I stopped the car and went inside.

The shop owner greeted me warmly. "What kind of flowers are you looking for, sir?"

I stood there, staring blankly at the flowers around me, not saying a word.

The owner continued, "If you're giving them to someone and want to express something, I can help with suggestions."

A sudden image of Emily in her wedding dress flashed in my mind. She wasn't genuinely happy; I think Emily hadn't completely forgiven me. But every smile of hers was still so gentle, a gentleness unique to her, enough to warm my heart. I bitterly curled my lips and said hoarsely, "I want to apologize to my partner."

The owner wrapped a bouquet of yellow roses and purple hyacinths, explaining that yellow roses expressed apology and the hyacinth's meaning was "please forgive me."

Driving back home, I had mentally prepared myself along the way. I knew that once I handed her the divorce agreement, it would break her heart. Emily would be devastated; she would cry. There were countless possibilities. What I didn't expect was that she had already left, leaving only a note.

Emily: [I'm tired! Since you can't make a decision, I'll help you!]

The TV was still on, and the table was set with the meal she had prepared. But she had taken everything that belonged to her.

This was the result I wanted, but when I saw the note, my heart ached immensely.

No, she couldn't leave like this. She should take enough money with her so I could be at ease.

her, she didn't answer. The

the cold, emotionless voice on the

while, Frank

With your skills, how could you let such news get out?

wearily, "You don't need

hell is going on? Did you really dump Emily

you still consider me a friend, don't come tomorrow. None of you

sat alone for a

started replaying today's entertainment news. Seeing the gossip about

or how the world saw me. Allowing these news stories to be

I was really cruel. I really drove Emily

of yellow roses in it. I stared at the flowers for a long time, and

heart was my punishment. I hurt her, but I also

out the window, the sky had

GPS and found that Emily had

place. Now, wherever she went, she

I didn't know what time it was

I had forgotten to close the door when I came

sofa

shouted, "If you're going to mess around, don't pretend to have some bullshit

like a puppet, saying nothing, calmly facing his

don't deserve to marry her. I'm taking her

that, he

already gone,"

stairs, looked at me, seemingly in disbelief, and still went upstairs to check before coming back down. He grabbed

"She's already left

him hit me several times before finally returning

was angry, but how could

leaving is better than

suppressed my unsteady breath. These words were both an explanation and a

I

pregnant, and you let her go off alone with

me like

slowly turned my head,

when I braved the rain to buy her toast from the bakery. She took two bites and threw up, saying her stomach was upset. I believed her without a doubt.

with a bitter smile, "Then she should go

Faris vented and left.

picked up the bouquet from the shattered glass, found another vase, and arranged the

lay back on the sofa, taking out my phone and

times

Her tone was

said flatly, "Come over, I'm waiting for you

"Ethan,

right now," I said

"Okay."

hour later, she

on the sofa, hearing her footsteps lighten as she came in, and the sound

and stood in front of me, cautiously calling,