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.

walked into Skyline International Corporation, I heard gasps from everyone,

wondered what Ethan had his

stayed quiet. He'd just bailed me

sofa, then stood up and slowly buttoned

vibe got awkward. I hadn't

and grabbed

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

after a moment, he stood up.

office and came back shortly with

lifted my foot, I instinctively pulled

looked up at me. "You should feel honored. This is the first time

my heart ached and his tone was harsh, warmth filled my heart.

Skyline International Corporation would never imagine that their president was washing a woman's feet in his

feet, brought a first aid kit, applied medicine,

I needed to use the restroom. There was a private bathroom in his office. He bent

and moved his lips as if to say something but held back. He pointed to the

was dying to know what kind of statement

reading it, I couldn't

the original, unblurred photo, confirming he was the guy in

a big deal for him, right? Why would he do this? To him, am I not just a contract of sale? Clearly, the defamatory tweet about me this morning

already behind his desk, flipping through

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

of water," he said without looking

him, frozen. 'Is he treating me

hadn't moved, Ethan looked up at me. Meeting his gaze, I lost the courage to confront him.

it beside him and was about to turn when he grabbed my wrist

in his embrace and blurted out, "Didn't you say that

finished my sentence with a

arm around me tightened, and his previously angry face suddenly smiled. "Yes,

stupid," I muttered

to sit up and break free, but Ethan held me tightly, pressing me against

foolish." With that, he

opened my phone and found his number in the

then removed his number from the blacklist and even added the note

I've always said, I am your strongest support. Isn't

soon as I

"Say that again."