Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 156 He Is Loyal to Love

[Iceland Cafe, let's talk.] It was from Faye.

I had a pretty good idea of what she wanted to discuss. And I wasn't about to back down.

The Iceland Cafe she mentioned was right across from the beauty center.

I walked in and scanned the place.

Faye, sitting in the corner, waved me over.

The cafe had a cozy vibe, but she was wearing these huge sunglasses, probably to avoid getting recognized.

I walked over, pulled out the chair across from her, and sat down.

When the waiter came by, I ordered an orange juice. Coffee's not my thing.

Faye was stirring her coffee with a small spoon, her fingers pale and slender, nails painted black. It was kind of sexy, honestly.

I was actually relieved she had those big sunglasses on; facing that Fiona-like face would've been tough.

My orange juice arrived, but I didn't touch it. I just looked at her and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Faye's light pink lips parted slightly, showing her neat white teeth. She put down the spoon, took a sip of her coffee, added two more sugar cubes, and kept stirring. "Let's talk about Ethan," she said slowly.

I kinda knew this was coming when I got her text.

Since she had gone through all that surgery to look like Fiona, her intentions were pretty clear.

I couldn't see her eyes through the sunglasses, but her tone and the smirk on her lips screamed arrogance.

I glanced at her. "Talk about my husband? I know he's helped you a lot. No need to thank him; he's just a helpful guy."

"Helpful?" Faye chuckled softly, grabbed a napkin, and dabbed at the corner of her mouth. "Emily, stop fooling yourself."

She used to act all sweet in front of Ethan. Now that it was just us, Faye didn't bother pretending.

Every time she called me Emily, it gave me goosebumps. I'd rather she just called me Bitch; it felt more natural.

"Do you think Ethan loves you or Fiona?"

That question hit me hard. The sad truth was I didn't know the answer.

But I couldn't let her see that, so I forced a smile.

"Ethan did love Fiona once, but that's in the past. And he loved Fiona, not you. Do you think just because you have Fiona's face, he can transfer his love to you?" Faye's lips curled up, and she gently caressed her perfectly manicured nails.

and enduring love. I'm not Fiona, but at least I have her face. You have no idea how much he suffered

man. But he's wise and calm; he's not someone who deceives himself, and he certainly wouldn't look at

arms and calmly stared, thinking she, as a third party, had no right

Faye, afraid of losing her image in

you step aside, it might look better for you. If you're

confident. I

of

it because of

go, so I clutched

or not is

like a spring day. She said lightly, "I heard you are infertile? Do you think someone like Ethan, from a family like his, doesn't

but Faye had hit a sore spot, like a heavy stone pressing on my chest, making it

her purse, pulled out a few bills, and

"My treat."

picked up her bag, pushed up her sunglasses, and walked away with long, proud

stiffly, unable to snap out of it for

that

and then someone

classmate, Nora Jones, who now

we saw each other

blinked at me, full

woman sitting with you just

the window. "That's her! Who is she? She has such a great figure. Even

"Is

possibly

she the Faye who was in that 'Youth Sings

lit up like a

and sang so well. It's a bummer Aurora didn't pick her, and she got eliminated. But with her talent, she was bound to get noticed. She's doing great now-I even saw her on a show recently. She looks even more beautiful, though a bit different. She used to have a sweet, innocent look. But now she looks

on a roll, talking non-stop. I just sat there, not saying

an autograph or a photo with her. Want to come with me?" Nora looked at me, eyes full of excitement. I

the way, she was having coffee with you.

got louder with each question, and

get

was almost thirty, yet she chased

friends," I

she be having

beauty and media persona. They didn't know she was after someone else's husband.

I missed Ethan so much. So, I decided to go to Skyline International to see him, even though I'd see him at home

on the bus, which was empty at first,

onto the bus, and she stood next to me. I gave her my seat, and she thanked me shyly.

said gently, pulling the woman's head to rest on