Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 152 I'm Not Afraid of Rumors

"What?" I stared at him, eyes wide in shock.

Benjamin would never say something like that without a reason.

He turned to look at me and sighed softly.

"Trust me. I would never harm you. I just think you should find an ordinary person and live a stable life."

I always knew there was a huge gap between Ethan and me. So, I tried to bridge the discrepancy.

But my gut told me Benjamin's words meant more than just Ethan not being an ordinary person. It felt like there was another reason, something Benjamin was hesitant to say, maybe because it was inconvenient or had serious consequences. When I got back to the classroom, there were a bunch more Christmas cards on the desk.

Ethan was clearly more comfortable with the task now, jotting down his holiday wishes at lightning speed.

The kids laminated all the wish cards, but I was a bit distracted, replaying Benjamin's words in my head.

I had asked him in the hallway, "Are you still alone?"

Benjamin nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I am. But I don't think it's a bad thing. I'm not lonely; I have so many kids with me."

At that moment, I watched the kids calling him "Mr. Thomas" one after another, surrounded by a group of them. It was a really heartwarming scene.

When Ethan and I left, the kids were still making noise.

Walking through the familiar campus, I slowed down and stopped under a snow-covered fig tree.

It was Christmas Eve. Except for Benjamin's classroom, all the lights around were off, leaving everything in darkness.

I turned to look at Ethan. He was very close to me, but through the falling snowflakes, he seemed very distant.

"Ethan, who are you really? Why does it feel like you're miles away even though you're right in front of me? Why do I always feel like being with you is against some higher power, like God disapproves? Why?" Ethan lifted the hand that was on my shoulder and gently tapped my forehead.

"You're overthinking."

He wrapped his arm around my waist and slowly lowered his head.

At that moment, we were very close. I could only see his eyes, a pair of deep eyes that could easily make someone fall deeply.

"Look, the handsome guy in front of you is your husband, not someone else. We're together, and God can't do anything about it. If it's unhappy, it can make the snowfall harder to show its protest."

I was easily moved by Ethan's slightly domineering yet somewhat childish demeanor.

when he let go,

hair, which had become a bit messy from Ethan's ruffling, and the sweetness that quietly invaded my heart replaced all

about to leave, the

my mouth in surprise and pointed to

arm around my shoulder domineeringly and snorted. "This isn't heavy.

his mouth. "Don't

still, letting me cover his mouth. His eyes were

it can actually

the branch of the tree in our Broadway Alley suddenly broke the day before; it was a sign. Others said they heard crying the night before, and some agreed, saying they heard it too, making it sound so real. Although these things sounded absurd, I still felt regretful at the time, thinking I was too slow to understand God's hints. If I had known these were signs, I wouldn't have let my dad go out that day, and maybe we could

and I looked

me into his arms, holding me tightly, his voice hoarse by my

you and

so much that it seemed like the world was filled only with the sound of wind and

Eve, on Christmas Day,

talent. Many of the makeup artists who came out of there

combining what I could learn there with medical skills would be a right track. It would perfectly

I was blown

infectious, with

them, I felt

she smiled and said, "A beautician's good image can instill confidence

blushed and mumbled, "I

smiled kindly and said, "Emily, don't be nervous. Stay calm when facing problems, and your poise will show. There's nothing wrong with you; in fact,

every day, and as my understanding of beauty grew, so did my confidence in the

Aurora's beauty center; she was

didn't recognize her at first. She recognized me and pulled me aside during a break, and we reminisced

school, but seeing an old classmate

school days weren't as carefree and beautiful as others', they were still a part of

when Ethan came to pick me up and suggested going out to eat, I impulsively suggested going

had been renovated, but the owner was still the same. He remembered me. The owner was very kind; back when I was in school, he knew about my family's situation and let me work there during summer breaks. The owner was thrilled

arrived right at mealtime, and many students came into the

students around us whispering and occasionally sneaking glances at Ethan. Their

looks, it was

watching, I felt uncomfortable. Ethan, however, remained calm, as if those gazes had nothing to

woman who had been observing us for a while suddenly got up and

lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band? I used to love your songs. Could you sign an

a pen and a

remembered The Thorn Birds Band and even recognized