Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 93 You Must Miss Me

I jolted up from the bed, heart racing, and checked my clothes.

Still in my PJs from last night, and they weren't all messed up.

"Guess nothing crazy went down," I muttered to myself.

Jason must've heard my scream. He blinked around, looking lost. "Why am I here?"

I was wondering the same thing. Then I felt movement behind me. I turned and saw Ethan, who was also waking up.

He didn't seem surprised at all. He stretched his neck, looking a bit uncomfortable. "I think I dragged you in here last night and got the wrong room."

I was speechless for a while. "You guys were totally wasted last night!"

Jason rubbed his head, looking a bit out of it. "Yeah, we drank a lot. I don't remember a thing."

They were still in yesterday's clothes, so they must've crashed right after getting hammered.

They were so out of it; we probably just passed out together without anything happening.

Jason stumbled out of bed, shaking his head like he was trying to clear it. "I'm gonna take a shower."

After he left, I turned back to see Ethan lying there, one arm under his head, staring at me.

I was annoyed. "Seriously? How do you mess this up? Sleeping in the wrong room with the wrong person must be your thing, huh?"

Ethan smirked, pulled me back down, and rolled over to face me. "You never sleep still. Did you grope around last night?"

Honestly, I had no clue who I was hugging in my sleep. "How would I know? I was out cold, just like you, drunk and clueless."

Ethan's face darkened, and he tightened his grip on my waist. "Sleeping and being drunk aren't the same! Fess up, did you practice driving in your dreams last night?" Talking about dream driving was embarrassing, but the way he asked made me laugh.

Seeing me laugh made him even madder, so he shut me up with a kiss. I could still taste the booze on his lips.

We messed around on the bed, making the already messy sheets even worse.

The crazy thing was, this didn't change anything between us. It was like nothing happened. And really, nothing did.

By the time I went downstairs to make breakfast, they had both changed and come down.

had a meeting this morning and bailed without even touching

suitcase, saying he was off on another one of

and pinched my cheek. "What's with the face? Gonna

swatted his hand away and headed to the dining table, trying to play it cool. "Nah,

behind. His voice, all low and magnetic, whispered in my ear, "You better

but

lot on these trips, right? With your drinking habits, ending up in the wrong room with the wrong

Even though you just brought Jason to the

across from me, still smiling. "If you're

a sip of milk, then put it down and said casually, "It's not that I don't trust you. Just reminding you not to mess up your image

fork and gave a

probably the kind of life I wanted-hanging out together, having breakfast, laughing, and joking. It seemed simple,

want to think about real problems, like Victor

we'd have to face those issues someday, right now, I let

his trip, I was chilling at home reading when he called. He said he left his desk key at home and needed

back to the room, found his key on the

soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Piper rushed up to me, looking like

office, plopped down at his desk, and used the

right there, easy to spot.

felt a mix of emotions. The book was titled

in his office when he has some downtime. He really wants a kid. So, when he saw my medical report, he must've been super disappointed. But he didn't show it; he

of it. Piper stood there, looking polite but anxious. "Mrs. Windsor, did

book back, locked the

shouldn't give up so easily. With modern medicine being

visit a specialized hospital, but before I could, something else came

woman in her forties named Eloise Butler in the same car. She loved to chat, especially about

friend who got forced into a divorce by her husband because she couldn't

would I face

remarried and, after seeing a famous

famous doctor, which

looked at me, her gaze piercing. She leaned in, gossiping, "Are you married?

the info about this famous doctor, I had to be honest. "Yeah, I'm married, but no

marriages fall apart because of infertility. I'm soft-hearted and know where that doctor is;

hit me right in the feels. Thinking of what Linda said,

a shot. After finishing

too late, so I suggested going another day. But Eloise was insistent, looking super enthusiastic. "For something like this, the sooner the treatment, the better. Delaying a day is just more torment for you

into her husband's

drove way out of the city, and the further we went, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't