Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph
Chapter 151 Not the Right Guy for You

It was Kyle.

When I finally pushed through the crowd, Kyle was still going at it, punching and kicking Katherine.

"How did I end up with someone as useless as you? You even took fake money in a deal. What good are you to me?"

He kept cursing her out, each word nastier than the last. She was curled up, trying to shield herself with her hands, crying and begging him to stop.

"Hey, knock it off!" I yelled.

Kyle paused and looked at me. Then he noticed Ethan standing behind me and finally backed off.

"Katherine, get up." I reached out to help Katherine off the ground.

Katherine was bundled up in thick clothes, so I couldn't see all her injuries. But her face was swollen, her hand was bleeding, and her hair was a mess from rolling around.

I always knew Kyle was a jerk, but I didn't think he'd act like this in public.

"Come on, Katherine. Let's get you some medicine." Ignoring Kyle, I helped Katherine away, and he didn't try to stop us.

Ethan drove while we sat in the back. Katherine sobbed the whole way.

I patted her back, trying to comfort her. "Does Kyle usually hit you like this?"

Katherine wiped her tears and said, "When he's in a bad mood, he takes it out on me. Especially this year, with business being slow and money tight. The kid got pneumonia and is still in the hospital, and the bills are high. We tried selling Christmas stuff, but I took fake money by mistake. Kyle got mad and beat me up. He doesn't treat me like a human, and no one around could stop him."

Since she mentioned the kid in the hospital, I decided to visit.

Mary was there alone and looked surprised to see me. She then started crying about how hard life was and didn't even notice Katherine was hurt.

I glanced at the sleeping kid with a bandage on his forehead. Finding veins in kids is tough, so they had to put the needle in his forehead.

It was sad, but I felt nothing listening to Mary.

Mary kept glancing at Ethan while talking to me.

When she finally quieted down, I said calmly, "Mary, everyone has to overcome many obstacles in life. When I was a kid, I lost my dad, and my mom was bedridden. It was tough, but life goes on. I managed as a child, and you have many adults. to take care of one child. It shouldn't be too difficult."

Mary wasn't dumb; she got what I was saying and looked embarrassed.

I asked Katherine to get some warm water because my hands were cold, and I wanted to wash them.

Once Katherine left, I said to Mary seriously, "Do you never stop Kyle when he hits Katherine? Today, Katherine accepted counterfeit money while selling things, and Kyle beat her again. Since Katherine married into the Ward family, she's part of the family. Katherine was raised by her parents too. Kyle beat her so badly today, and there's a limit to anyone's endurance. If Kyle keeps this up, one day Katherine won't be able to take it and will leave. She can still remarry. But it will be hard for Kyle to find another wife with a child."

Mary didn't say anything, but her face showed she knew all about Kyle's abusive behavior.

When Katherine came back, Mary immediately pulled her to the bedside, carefully checking her face with a concerned look.

Mary scolded Kyle, "What a jerk, beating you like this. Katherine, don't be sad. I'll deal with him next time. Right now, the kid's illness is the priority. Kyle is just anxious about raising money for the treatment. Please forgive him." Since I walked into the ward, Mary had been going on about money. Hearing her bring it up again, I didn't want to stay any longer. I got up and hurriedly left with Ethan.

Mary ran after us, seeing us off. I remembered that when my dad was alive, she was never this enthusiastic.

I walked faster, like something was chasing me.

It wasn't until I got back in the car that I took a deep breath, feeling like I'd been suffocating.

Every time Ethan saw my family's drama, I felt deeply embarrassed.

On the way, Lacey called asking for help with a Christmas Eve event at my old high school.

With no other plans, Ethan and I drove there. Walking in, I felt nostalgic-it had been over a decade since I was a student.

Lacey was waiting for us at the school gate and then led us inside.

I expected the school to be bustling, but it was surprisingly quiet.

The school was no longer the same as it was over a decade ago; all the buildings had been completely renovated.

Only one classroom in the whole building had its lights on, and you could hear faint laughter and chatter coming from inside.

In the spacious room, the desks and chairs were pushed to the sides, and the kids were playing in the middle. At the teacher's desk, a teacher was busy writing Christmas cards with a few students.

"Dad." Lacey called out, and the teacher looked up.

"Benjamin." I got excited right away when I saw him.

Benjamin stood up slowly, like in slow motion.

He adjusted his glasses. "Emily?"

My nose started to tingle, and my eyes got a bit blurry.

Benjamin wasn't my teacher. I was in Class Three, and he taught Class One. But he knew about my family's situation and took great care of me, both in school and out. He often tutored me and brought me eggs to make sure I was eating well. "Do you guys know each other?" Lacey looked between me and Benjamin.

Benjamin's eyes landed on Ethan, who had followed me in, and lingered for a moment before he answered Lacey.

"Yeah, we do."

Over the years, Benjamin had aged a bit, with some white hair showing. But his kind and gentle eyes were just the same as I remembered.

I rushed over and gave him a warm hug, and he gently patted my back.

"Good, you came at the right time. Everyone can help out."

Benjamin explained that one of their classmates had leukemia and had stopped coming to school for treatment. The students wanted to write a thousand wish cards for her on Christmas Eve, hoping she'd get better soon.

At the teacher's desk, a few girls were carefully writing heartfelt messages in Christmas cards, really focused.

I glanced around the classroom. It was different from when I was a student, but it still brought back memories.

Benjamin's voice, filled with a smile, rang out. "Emily, I remember you were a kind girl back then. Want to join us?"

I looked at Benjamin and nodded with a smile. "Sure."

Ethan walked over to me and whispered, "Can I help?"

"Of course." I handed him a piece of paper.

He held the paper, looking a bit embarrassed, and whispered, "I don't know what to write."

I tried not to laugh and smiled at him gently. "It's a Christmas wish. Just write whatever you feel like."

He smiled back and started writing on the card.

After a while, Benjamin suddenly called my name and walked out of the classroom.

I quickly finished writing the card in my hand and followed him out.

In the dim light, I saw Benjamin standing at the end of the corridor.

I walked over and called out, "Benjamin."

"I remember you married a doctor?" Benjamin turned to ask me.

I recalled running into him once on the street after I got married and mentioning it to him.

Feeling a bit ashamed, I said, "Yeah, but we divorced."

Benjamin nodded. "He's Ethan."

I was startled and looked up at Benjamin.

But then I thought, with Ethan making Skyline International Corporation so amazing, it was normal for Benjamin to know him.

Then I heard Benjamin say, "Victor's eldest son."

It finally hit me-Victor was the guy who stole Benjamin's wife. They're like sworn enemies. How could Benjamin not know Victor? And of course, Benjamin'd know Victor's son too. "Benjamin!" At that moment, I was at a loss for words. At least, before marrying Ethan, I didn't know about his complicated relationship with Benjamin.

Benjamin held onto the railing with both hands, looked at me, and suddenly smiled faintly.

"Don't worry. I won't hold any prejudice against him just because he's Victor's son. Just like I don't hate Richard for being Victor's son. After all, he called me dad for several years."

I believed him on this point.

Back when I was a student, I always thought Benjamin was a very upright and kind person.

Thinking for a moment, I said, "Lacey gives me a very cultured and well-mannered impression. Now that I know she's your daughter, it all makes sense. Someone you raised would naturally be outstanding." Benjamin smiled. "Don't praise her too much. She's quite stubborn and sometimes very disobedient."

If Richard had grown up with Benjamin, he might not be as rebellious and unruly as he was now. Victor spoiled him.

"Emily, there's something I need to tell you."

Benjamin seemed hesitant, so I quickly said, "Whatever it is, just say it. I'm all ears."

He pondered for a moment, looking at the snow-covered playground below.

"Ethan's not the right guy for you. If you're not that into him yet, you should consider leaving him."