Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 274 Departure

Oliver had lost track of how many times Bella had pushed him away.

He always smiled at her indifference, but every time she did it, it hurt him deep down. "You're drunk!" Oliver said.

He looked at Bella's face, hidden behind her messy hair, feeling sorry for her.

When she heard him, Bella forced herself to lift her head. Her face and eyes were red, but she smiled and insisted she wasn't drunk. Yet, when she tried to pour more wine, most of it missed the glass.

Oliver grabbed her hand as she poured. She tried to pull away, but he held on tight, feeling the sweat on his palm.

"Bella, give me one year, okay?" Oliver said seriously. "Everything I've given, all my love for you, in exchange for one year of your company. For this year, don't be so cold to me, please? I just need one year. If after a year, you want to be with me, I'll treat you well for the rest of my life, and I'll treat Finn as my own child."

He paused, then continued sadly, "If after a year, you still haven't changed your mind, I'll leave. But at least give me a chance for one year, okay? Otherwise, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

Bella couldn't meet his intense gaze. She could imagine how much he must have struggled before saying this.

Oliver had already humbled himself so much in front of her.

For some reason, her heart suddenly ached with a sharp pain.

She pulled her hand back and used drinking to hide her emotions, but tears still slipped down from behind the wine glass, one after another, like a flood that couldn't be stopped.

She drank several more glasses in a row and was completely drunk, finally collapsing on the table.

Bella suppressed her sobs so well that only her occasionally trembling shoulders gave away her sadness.

In Oliver's memory, she had always been strong. He had even hoped to see her vulnerable side, but it was very difficult. Now that he saw it, it pained him.

He got up, walked over, and helped her up. She was so drunk that her limbs were limp, her consciousness unclear, unable to move a step. He had no choice but to carry her to the bedroom.

He was also a bit drunk, but his mind was clear, and he had the strength to carry her.

In the bedroom, Finn was sleeping soundly.

He placed her on the bed, his hand not leaving her waist.

At this moment, they were very close. Her face was still streaked with tears, her breath falling on his face, the scent of alcohol mixed with her own fragrance making him a bit intoxicated.

"Bella, what am I gonna do with you?" Oliver muttered, looking at her with a mix of helplessness and affection.

Bella, who seemed to be asleep, turned her head slightly and, in a daze, reached out to hook her arm around his neck.

Oliver's whole body went stiff, his willpower draining away like air from a punctured balloon.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

He had loved her for so long, but he had never had her. God knows how much he wanted her.

She must have been really drunk because she responded to his kiss, which only encouraged him more, and the last bit of his rationality vanished instantly.

she was aware of who he was at that moment, nor did he care if she would blame or hate him when she sobered up.

He desperately wanted her.

started crying,

a bucket of cold water, snapping

the child's cry. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at him

reached out to push him away, her strength very weak, like

with a blanket, and then went to make formula for Finn. As

completely figured out Finn's patterns, so when Finn cried just now, he

room fell silent again, and Bella seemed to have fallen

control didn't

and wished her

said, "I hope after a

a high

he hadn't personally promised a one-year

were out, and there was

to school, and Bella

Emily about her situation or give

summer, Bella saw Emily

own brand and

every move and speech

changed, becoming

to be back together; fate was

lives, and now Bella

could to win her over.

it brought back the past they had

duty and was buried in the Heroes' Cemetery.

his death, Oliver sat alone at the table, drinking in silence all night. She knew that the brotherly bond had never been

and the entire city was

to the one-year promise

hearing about Ethan's death, Bella had been suffering from

return to Starlight City

only a few days left until the one-year mark, Oliver refused to leave

staying to take care of

was Bella's first time returning to

to see

Emily, and Ethan wasn't

they both seemed to have experienced the

lives. Though the friendship remained, it was never quite as carefree and easygoing as

Leonard, the man responsible for all her

her life,

him from

long, just two

this New Year with your family. Staying a few more days

her, playing with Finn. He didn't respond when he

staying a few more

braved the wind and snow to buy a bunch of things: