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.

a deep and enduring love. I'm not Fiona, but at least I have her face. You have no idea how much he suffered after my sister died, how much he wished Fiona were still alive." My

and calm; he's not someone who deceives himself, and he certainly wouldn't look at your face to fool himself." Faye's smile faltered as she slammed her hands on the table,

she, as a third party, had no right to be more indignant than I

her image in public, adjusted

want to fight me to the end? If you step aside, it might look better for you.

and confident. I

it because of Ethan's

it because of her

nowhere to go, so I clutched my handbag tightly,

kicked out or not is

"I heard you are infertile? Do

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

my distress, Faye looked pleased with herself. She took out her purse, pulled out a few bills, and placed

"My treat."

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

sat there stiffly, unable to snap

is that really

in my ear, and then someone sat down in

Nora Jones, who now worked

each other often now, so we had

at me, full

that woman sitting with you just now? She

She has such a great figure. Even with

widened. "Is

Nora possibly know

who was in that 'Youth Sings Loudly' competition?"

and Nora lit up like a

doing great now-I even saw her on a show recently. She looks even more beautiful,

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

new drama is coming to Starlight City for promotion soon. I want to take a day off to see her. Maybe I can get an autograph or a photo with her. Want to come with me?"

the way, she was having coffee with you. Do you know her? Are

and she suddenly grabbed

get

was speechless. Nora was almost thirty, yet she chased celebrities like

friends,"

could she be having

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

center, I couldn't focus because I missed Ethan so much. So, I decided to go to Skyline International to see him, even though I'd see him at

bus, which was empty at first, but more

to me. I gave her my seat, and she thanked me shyly. I smiled and said it was no problem, holding onto the handrail and glancing at

lean on me," the man said gently, pulling the