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.

don't eat,

I forced myself to

the table, I grabbed it and found

moment, I turned it

few missed call notifications, but they were all from around six or seven last

other words, since Ethan took Faye away, he hadn't

I thought, why should I care about this? What could be more heart-wrenching than

drained. I lay on the bed for

was all over the place, with random thoughts flashing through

the night I first met

heard me crying and turned back that day, maybe none of

would have happened to the embarrassed me who couldn't get a

him, accepting all his unfair terms, and eventually be kicked out like a

anything; from start to finish, I

Faris made oatmeal porridge, which wasn't

faded, Faris said he would take me out

of the village and finally stopped at the land next to

Faye was also at night. Back then, Silent

Silent Grove Village came into view. Faris walked toward them, and I followed. After a few steps, he came back and held my hand. I instinctively tried to pull

me, found a relatively smooth stone, cleaned it off, and let me sit. Then

why he brought me here, but I was curious about his

asked, "Whose tomb

"It's my dad's."

he would always dodge

wanted to talk, I sat

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

he glanced up and said, "Did you know? Silent Grove Village

had heard Jason

our grandmother bedridden and our mother crying at the door. A neighbor told us that our dad had died,

"I understand," I said.

I couldn't believe it and wished it was all a dream. Hearing me say this, Faris

saw his body at the funeral home, he was missing a leg. If he had been crushed to death, he might have been a mangled mess,

made sense. "So,

dad's leg. Over the years, I've been constantly dreaming about him. When I woke up, I always felt his spirit

seemed calm on the surface. But the hatred in his heart was still clear in

have to keep hating the Windsor family. I think no

they do, he has to pay compensation. Victor is a real cheapskate. My dad worked for him for years and died in his quarry, but he didn't give us a penny. My mom was so

I felt a sense

softly, "Let the past be the

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

didn't do it,"

him personally, it was the Windsor family. Not just anyone can get explosives.

lowered my head, having

chaotic scene, I saw the broken tombstone fragments scattered

a piece, and brushed off the

felt like

moment, and suddenly my eyes lit

to Faris, "Are

me, not denying

friend named Melville, whom he asked

Sam over for drinks. Uncle Sam always brought along a little boy, whom he called Fary. Looking back now, that must have

But he must have changed a lot since then, not just in appearance

with us unless my dad said, "Why don't you

he played with us, he didn't talk much and was very obedient. He never objected to whatever we decided