Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 42

Chapter 42 His Frankness

My heart felt like it got stabbed, pain spreading from my chest.

I wanted to run, scared of Ethan's reaction, but I couldn't move.

"Emily, why aren't you going in?" Frank's voice startled me from behind.

The door opened, and Oliver stood there looking at me.

"Want some oatmeal? There's still some in the kitchen," I said, trying to stay calm.

Oliver walked out, one hand in his pocket. "I'm a bit hungry. Frank, let's go get some oatmeal."

With that, Oliver hooked his arm around Frank's neck, and they went downstairs.

When I walked in, Ethan had already taken off his shirt. I quickly glanced at his strong, bare chest, then looked away. "I made some oatmeal. Not sure if you like it." Ethan leaned back, looking relaxed. "I like whatever you make."

Oliver's earlier words had made me uneasy. I was about to put down the oatmeal and leave, but Ethan said, "Feed me."

I held my breath. He raised his bandaged right hand, showing it was hard for him.

I took a deep breath, sat by the bed, and after blowing on each spoonful, brought the oatmeal to his mouth.

I felt Ethan staring at me the whole time. I didn't dare meet his gaze or look at his body, so I focused on the spoon.

"It's a bit too sweet," he suddenly said.

"Is it?" All my unease and other chaotic emotions shattered.

"Don't believe me? Try it."

I must have lost my mind because I tasted it myself with the same spoon.

After two careful mouthfuls, I said, "It's not sweet."

tried to feed him again, Ethan's eyes were amused, but

liking that I used the spoon. My face turned red. "I'll get a

to stand up, he grabbed my hand and brought the oatmeal to his

held my hand, licking

tongue through the spoon. If he hadn't been holding my hand, I might

is it?" I was

head, and the bowl in my hand fell

me. It wasn't forceful

pull away, but Ethan

the doorway. He must have rushed

Ethan kissed with great skill, and my resistance weakened. From resisting to indulging, I felt that even if I drowned in this kiss, I

long time before stopping. When he let go, we looked at each other, both breathing

like the kiss?" He gave a

I said that seeing a woman cooking in the kitchen suddenly made this place feel like a home. That day, cooking with you, I felt like this was really a home. I love watching you busy in the kitchen with an apron on; it's beautiful." I had to admit, Ethan knew how

to spend my life with you." He was so straightforward that I felt both

that I overheard his conversation with Oliver, which was why

anything. Having experienced a failed marriage, I no longer dared to hope for passionate love, but I still longed for a simple,

climbed off him, but for some reason, I asked a question completely unrelated to the

close and whispered hoarsely in my ear, "Not full. How do you

quickly pushed him away and stood up, awkwardly tucking my hair behind my ear. "Oliver and Frank are still downstairs. I'll go clean

pieces of the bowl, Ethan

warmth filled my heart. I got a broom and swept up the pieces,

couch in the living room. When I finished washing the dishes and came out, Frank had gone to the balcony, leaving

walked over, sitting down a short distance from Oliver. "You probably think

his mouth. After a while, he smiled. "You heard what I said earlier, didn't you? Just forget it. Maybe I wasn't thinking straight with all the

not lacking in women who like him. Why would he

the cigarette back in his mouth,

you like Bella?" I

a hint of conflict. "She said

the outside, but she's actually very fragile inside. She lacks a sense of security. Unless you truly like her, you should just be friends. I don't want her to get hurt." Oliver flicked the ash from his cigarette,

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