Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 70 The First Time I Washed a Woman's Feet

The noisy crowd suddenly hushed and made way.

Ethan, rocking a white shirt and suit pants, strolled over, grabbing everyone's attention.

I was a hot mess on the ground, hair all over the place. He, like some superhero, pulled me out of the chaos with just one line. I knew his high-profile status meant bad news if he got tangled in any drama. Ethan was always low-key, but now he was front-page material.

Someone in the crowd whispered, "Damn, he's hot."

The young women clutched their hearts, totally floored that he was the main guy in this mess.

Ethan stood tall with a cold smirk, looking down at Skye from his towering height. "The dude in the photo is me, and you say I'm your husband? That's a joke."

Everyone cracked up. Skye felt the burn but wasn't backing down. "The guy in the photo is you? You're just covering for this chick, aren't you? But it's not that simple."

"Watch your mouth. This is Mr. Windsor, the president of Skyline International Corporation," Piper Johnson, Ethan's serious-looking assistant, chimed in.

Piper's words dropped like a bomb, revealing Ethan's identity and shocking everyone.

A person gotta be sharp to be a president's assistant. Piper must've had Ethan's green light to spill the beans like that.

Ethan said coolly, "About today's news, my lawyer's already issued a statement. Keep slandering or harassing, and I won't be nice."

Skye was floored by Ethan's identity but quickly bounced back, still relentless. "Do you have a scar on your waist too?"

Ethan flashed a killer smile. "Don't believe me? Wanna check?"

As he spoke, he actually started unbuttoning his shirt, causing a wave of screams.

I was stunned, thinking, 'Who is this guy? To him, am I just a contract? Is it worth it for him to clear my name by stripping in public?'

Honestly, even though we'd had many close moments, I never really noticed if he had a scar.

Ethan calmly unbuttoned his shirt, pulled one side aside, and sure enough, there was a scar. Skye was speechless.

The crowd, filled with girlish fantasies, screamed and whipped out their phones to snap pics.

Even the reporter nearby quickly grabbed his camera, snapping pics while asking, "Mr. Windsor, is she your girlfriend?"

Ethan, with his shirt open and his firm chest half-revealed, looked especially tempting.

Ethan squatted down and picked me up, saying to the reporter, "Check Twitter, and you'll know. If I'm not mistaken, my lawyer should've already posted the statement." For a moment, everyone whipped out their phones to check.

Skyline International Corporation, I heard gasps from everyone, like they'd just seen

Ethan had his

the way, ignoring the stares, while I stayed quiet. He'd just bailed me out of a tough spot; I couldn't ignore his

placed me on the sofa, then stood up and

hadn't forgotten that even without today's drama, he

down and grabbed my ankle.

some hesitation, I lifted my foot. He took off my shoe and saw several

get angry, and after a moment, he stood

the office and came back shortly with a

he lifted my foot,

at me. "You should feel honored. This

ached and his tone was harsh, warmth filled my heart. The warm water soaked my feet, and

International Corporation would never imagine that their president

washing, Ethan dried my feet, brought a first aid kit, applied medicine, and

stood up and said I needed to use the restroom. There was a private bathroom in his office. He bent down as if to carry me, and I quickly sat back on

his brows furrowed, and moved

out my phone. I was dying to know what kind of statement Ethan had issued that left everyone

it, I couldn't keep my

the original, unblurred photo, confirming he was the

deal for him, right? Why would he do this? To him, am I not just a contract of sale?

I came out of the restroom, Ethan was already behind his desk, flipping

on the sofa. The office was eerily quiet, with only the sound of pages

glass of water,"

him, frozen. 'Is he treating me like

at me. Meeting his gaze, I lost the courage to confront him. Considering he helped me out today, pouring

and was about to

out, "Didn't you say that if you

He finished my sentence with a

suddenly smiled. "Yes, I'm pathetic. Now you're smart

not stupid,"

tension. I tried to sit up and break free, but Ethan held me tightly, pressing

stupid? I think you're quite foolish." With that, he snatched

knew my unlock password and, with one hand, opened my phone and

glanced at me, then removed his number from the blacklist and even added the note

I've always said, I am your strongest support.

place." As soon as I said that,

"Say that again."