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.

kissed me for a while, and when he let go, he reached out to

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

to leave, the snow indeed started

pointed to

isn't heavy. If God has the

hurriedly covered his mouth. "Don't

his mouth. His eyes were smiling, and a muffled

doubt it can actually

was some kind of omen. Someone said it was no wonder 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,

suddenly stopped, and I looked

intently for a moment, then suddenly pulled me into his arms, holding me

you and take away your present happiness,

Eve fell especially heavily, so much that it seemed like the world was filled only with the sound of wind and

Eve, on Christmas Day,

makeup artists

skills would be a right track. It would perfectly

inside, and I was blown away by what I

was vibrant and infectious, with each member exuding

felt

must've noticed because she smiled and said, "A beautician's

blushed and mumbled,

your poise will show. There's nothing wrong with you; in fact, you're great. Just a few tweaks, and you'll be even better." When people start

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

old classmate at Aurora's beauty

and pulled me aside during a

close back in school, but seeing an old classmate

beautiful as others', they were

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

when I was in school, he knew about my family's situation and let me work there during summer breaks. The owner was thrilled to see me and greeted us

mealtime, and many students came into the shop one after

us whispering and occasionally sneaking glances at Ethan. Their eyes were filled

Ethan's looks, it was hard not

with so many people watching, I felt uncomfortable. Ethan, however, remained calm, as if those gazes had nothing to do with

who had been observing us for a while suddenly got

Band? I used to love your songs. Could

a pen and a

The Thorn Birds Band and