Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Everyone at the hospital kept staring at us. It was clear we were the day's hot gossip.

Arthur walked over, grabbed Vivian, and handed me a bank card. "There's ten grand on this. Sign the divorce papers and move out, and I'll give you the PIN." He'd planned this for a while, and I hadn't seen it coming. I still hoped we could work things out.

I didn't take the card but just glared at them. Suddenly, Vivian snatched it from Arthur and threw it at my face.

The card hit the corner of my eye, leaving a small cut. I covered my eye, staring at the card on the ground, feeling nothing but sadness.

Vivian was right. As a nurse, I had little power to fight back. I might get crushed by their influence and public opinion.

When Arthur proposed, I warned him about my mom being in a vegetative state. He promised we'd face it together. Now, he wanted out just as strongly.

I looked at Arthur, sad. "Arthur, do you think ten grand can clear your conscience? My time is worth more than that."

I tried to stay calm, but my voice trembled.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Arthur knew he was wrong. He tried to defend himself but stayed silent.

Vivian laughed. "Time? Emily, any man would rather be alone than be with you."

I looked at Arthur, who looked embarrassed. He must've told Vivian about us sleeping in separate rooms.

I turned to Vivian. "Yeah, marrying me might be worse than being alone, but to you, he's just a tool."

It was the harshest thing I'd ever said. Furious, Vivian charged at me and pushed me to the ground.

I landed on medical waste and glass shards. My hands, back, and legs got cut. I gritted my teeth, staying silent.

More people gathered to watch. Vivian tried to hit me again, but Arthur held her back.

"Enough, Vivian," he said, not wanting a scene.

"Feeling sorry for her?" Vivian mocked.

Arthur stayed silent, but I laughed. "We've been married two years. Of course, he feels sorry for me." "Shameless!" Vivian pushed Arthur away and raised her hand to hit me.

I braced for the slap, but it didn't come. I opened my eyes and saw someone else holding her wrist.