Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 267 Fortunate in This Life

When the doc pulled that bloody bullet out of Emily's chest and dropped it in my hand, it felt like a ton of bricks.

When Jason heard the news, he bolted to the OR door, grabbed my collar, and slammed me against the wall. He was always the calm one, but this time, he snapped. Jason yelled, "Didn't you swear you'd stay away from her?"

I slid down the wall, staring at the red light above the OR door, feeling like all my strength had been sucked out of me.

I said, "I don't know why Emily showed up, and I don't know why it ended like this. If I could, I'd be the one in there instead."

Jason's breath hitched with grief, his eyes full of sorrow. After what felt like forever, he finally let go, and we both just stood there, waiting for that door to open. Thank God, Emily woke up.

Thank God, I got another shot at making things right with her.

I had her name engraved on that bullet and wore it around my neck.

It was a constant reminder that she almost died because of me.

Faris brought the babies from Seabreeze Harbor. He had every right to be mad at me, and honestly, I was mad at myself too.

But I was also grateful to him because behind his anger was a painful sacrifice and a sense of duty.

While Emily was recovering, I turned down all social events and stayed home with her, giving her my full attention.

I made her coffee, combed her hair, made formula for the babies, played with them, and put them to sleep. Doing these little things made me genuinely happy.

I figured maybe I hadn't done enough before, which made Emily feel so insecure. From now on, I wanted to be better to her, so she could really feel my love. Emily asked about Drew, and I had no idea how to explain it to her.

That day, Drew got hurt and jumped into the sea. We really thought he was a goner.

The distance between us had been smoothed out by Emily's efforts, and it seemed like all the storms had passed.

Our love grew stronger through all the trials, like the goldfish tattooed on her chest, vibrant and captivating.

I didn't want anyone to come between us anymore. Even when Faye came to me with her complaints, I didn't help her. When I left her at Fiona's grave, I told Faye she needed to stand on her own. Later, Faye chose to marry a wealthy businessman. Some setbacks were just part of the journey, and no matter how much others wanted to help, she had to go through them herself to learn.

If it weren't for that sudden earthquake, I think that secret might never have come out, at least not from Benjamin.

Emily found out the truth from years ago and stayed by her father's grave until she got heatstroke. When she woke up, she said some really harsh things.

She said marrying me was her biggest mistake, and if she could turn back time, she wished she'd never met me.

She barely ate or drank for those two days. I got her pain. I was hurting too, as things were going in the direction I dreaded the most.

In my most confused and helpless moment, Jason came to question me too. I showed him Benjamin's diary, letting him see the truth for himself.

I always thought Jason was the most level-headed guy I knew. He could always tell right from wrong, and I even hoped he'd vouch for me with Emily.

About that whole mess, it was Victor's fault. It was a life-and-death situation, and he should've faced the music a long time ago. Growing up, I always thought about our family ties, especially how disappointed and heartbroken Martin would be. So, I buried that secret.

Emily had every right to be mad at me. I should've given the Russell family an explanation ages ago.

Later, Jason had a talk with Emily, and she finally came downstairs.

She finally stepped out of her shell and started comforting the babies.

She'd been calm for so long, I thought she'd cooled off, so I got ready to have a real talk with her.

Emily had her reasons to be angry, and the justice she deserved for so many years

grandpa passed away, it was time

the last drink we shared, was probably the most

evidence I'd hidden for years because he needed to own up to his past mistakes. This was my way of hating him, but also loving

I watched him disappear, my heart ached because he was

life and once loved me, but then he went down the wrong path. I always had this mix of hate and love for him, though I never showed the

the weight of his sins all these years had been exhausting, and now it was a kind of release. I believed

up the guitar again that she truly

it up again for Emily. Because I loved her, I couldn't bear to lose her,

for Emily's forgiveness and remembered the wedding I

planning and had already

on the afternoon I invited her to a candlelight dinner, I got an anonymous letter, a taunt

turned out that Drew really hadn't been

safety, I figured the wedding

we not have the wedding, but

for a long time, staring at the clock in the bottom right corner of

to keep her, and now, I had

left the

said, "I don't want Emily

mess with her,

"Drew isn't dead. If you don't want her to get hurt, take her

had agreed on, and Emily had been waiting

so humble, and I was just

out of the room crying, my heart felt like it was being

night, I drank even more. Only when I was

next day, I picked up Emily to go to the courthouse. We passed by a bakery, and on a whim,

way, she asked if I had my reasons. She cried, saying she loved me and

have my reasons, but I couldn't tell her. I had to keep being cruel, even if she thought I was a heartless

she was in me, the more decisive

I really broke her heart when she threw the toast I bought into

She didn't want anything, just

showed up. I watched her get into

was pretty miserable, always doing things against

Drew and keep Emily and the

quickly, and our once

a playboy during the day. At night, I hid at home, setting

buried all my pain deep down, pretending to be a heartbreaker. Only in the dead of night could I reveal my

life. Hurting her felt like tearing out my

in deep

soon

Long. We always thought Mr. Long was Rhyns, but now it seemed the real Mr. Long was Gideon. This time, Drew teamed up with Gideon. I knew they would definitely want to

took Emily to Seabreeze Harbor, and I

always dangerous. I didn't know how

I would never see

thought of our babies' stumbling steps

me. Medical personnel were trying to save me, but I

the bullet I always wore around my neck, along with the ring I hadn't had a chance to give Emily and the keys to

so much I wanted to say to Emily. If I

as I reached for my phone. Dennis, who had been with me for years, understood me well. He helped me take out the

deep feelings could only

owed her those

of my concerns, I