Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 180 If You Don't Eat, I'll Make Love to You

I tried like crazy to push him away, but I just couldn't match his strength.

He didn't even acknowledge my protests.

His kisses were full of anger and force; it felt like he was biting my lips. It hurt like hell.

Faris tried to pry my teeth open, but I kept my jaw clenched tight, not giving him a chance.

Out of nowhere, he pinched my chin, and the pain made me let my guard down. He took that moment to invade my mouth.

The unfamiliar breath and slippery sensation made me feel completely humiliated.

I knew that no matter how much I fought back, I was at his mercy.

As tears streamed down, I gave up struggling.

But then, Faris suddenly stopped. He let go of my lips and stared at me, breathing heavily.

I tried hard to hold back my tears, but they just kept coming.

He bit his lower lip, and for a second, I thought I saw regret in his eyes.

At that moment, his impulsiveness seemed to fade, and he was much calmer.

He reached out to wipe away my tears, his touch gentle, but his tone was still overbearing. "If you don't eat, I'll make love to you." After saying that, he helped me up and handed me the utensils.

"Hurry up and eat." His tone and gaze were threatening.

I picked up the utensils, walked over to the table, and slowly started eating.

Faris moved the plate of pork ribs in front of me. "Eat the meat."

Looking at the greasy pork ribs, my stomach churned.

I put down the bowl and rushed to the trash can, retching.

I hadn't eaten for a while, so there was nothing to throw up except some stomach acid, but I just had this intense urge to vomit.

Faris seemed a bit lost. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

I didn't say anything; my stomach felt awful, like something was pulling everything inside upwards.

He handed me some water, and I rinsed my mouth with it. After a while, I straightened up.

He poured me a cup of warm water to drink. "Could you be pregnant?"

Hearing him say that, I choked on the water and started coughing violently.

He quickly patted my back. "You can even choke on water, impressive."

I put down the cup, my mind in turmoil.

Counting the days, my period was indeed late. I had always wanted a child. If I were really pregnant, I should be overjoyed. But I couldn't feel any happiness at the moment.

It couldn't be that coincidental; maybe it was just my empty stomach acting up.

"So what do you want to eat? You can't just eat nothing." Faris seemed pretty worried.

I shook my head, not feeling like eating anything at all.

of milk. "If you don't eat,

the room, I forced myself

my bag on the table, I grabbed it

hesitating for a moment,

but they were

took Faye away, he hadn't

I care

lay on the bed for a bit,

all over the place, with random thoughts

the

hadn't heard me crying and turned back that day, maybe none

to the embarrassed me who couldn't

caught up, I would still be there; maybe I would have swallowed my pride and gone back with him, accepting all his unfair terms, and eventually be kicked out like a stray dog. Meeting Ethan gave me the strength to stand up to Arthur, and I had my moments

owe me anything; from start to finish,

oatmeal porridge, which wasn't greasy,

sunset faded, Faris said he would

the village and finally stopped at the land next to Silent Grove

came looking for Faye was also at night. Back then, Silent Grove Village was lit up. But

and I followed. After a few steps, he came back and held my hand. I instinctively tried to pull

let go of me, found a relatively smooth stone, cleaned it off, and let me

he brought me here, but I was curious about his

asked, "Whose tomb

"It's my dad's."

he would always dodge the question. Today, he answered straight

he wanted to talk,

a stick and started drawing circles on the ground, creating ripples in

said, "Did you know? Silent Grove

had heard Jason

about three or four years. That winter, on an extremely cold day, my brother and I came home from school to find our grandmother bedridden and our mother crying at the door. A neighbor told us that our dad had died, but I didn't believe it. That morning, he was perfectly fine,

"I understand," I said.

all a dream. Hearing me say this, Faris

at the funeral home, he was missing a leg. If he had been crushed to death, he might

sense. "So,

was killed by the blasting, and his leg was blown off. In fact, I wasn't scared at all when my dad died. I even took Yanis and searched the entire quarry, but we couldn't find my dad's leg. Over the years, I've been constantly dreaming about him. When I woke up, I always felt his spirit was around me. Maybe because he didn't have his leg, his soul couldn't rest. So I buried him where the accident happened, hoping his leg was there and

he seemed calm on the

an accident. You don't have to keep hating the Windsor family. I

to pay compensation. Victor is a real cheapskate. My dad worked for

in shock. Suddenly, I felt

sighed and said softly, "Let

eyes turned cold. "I was all set to let bygones be bygones after getting this land and building the tomb. But now, there's no way I can. They blew up my dad's tomb. When my grandma heard about

Ethan didn't do it,"

the Windsor family. Not just anyone can get explosives. Victor had the permits for his quarry. Even if he stopped using it, it's not unexpected that he

having nothing

broken tombstone fragments scattered on the ground. My

up, walked over, picked up a piece, and brushed off the dust

felt

moment, and suddenly my eyes lit up.

Faris, "Are you

at me,

a good friend named

always brought along a little boy, whom he called Fary. Looking back now, that must have

back in those days. But he must have changed

He never played with us unless my dad said, "Why don't you take Fary to play?" Then I

much and was very obedient. He never objected to whatever we decided to