Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 181 Why Can't You Stay?

I nervously shoved Faris's hand away and bolted upstairs. "I'm hitting the sack first."

He didn't follow me, but he called out, trying to change the subject. "Not watching TV anymore?"

I ignored him and dashed into a room, shutting the door behind me. Leaning against it, I felt a wave of anxiety.

Looking around, I realized something was off-this was Faris's bedroom, the one he used after his last shower.

I turned to open the door, only to find Faris leaning against the doorway.

I swallowed awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Which room should I sleep in?"

He propped one hand on the door frame, leaning casually, and said with a cheeky grin, "You're in my room now. If you want to crash here, that's cool. I'll share half of my bed with you." I rolled my eyes at him. "Cut it out!"

He chuckled but didn't push it. He stepped aside and opened the door to the room across the hall. "You can sleep here."

I slipped into the room immediately. Faris seemed like he wanted to follow, but I quickly shut the door.

A knock came soon after.

He said, "I wasn't done talking."

Gritting my teeth, I cracked the door open and glared at him.

He stood there with his arms crossed, giving me a half-smile. "Actually, if you're scared of the dark, ghosts, or nightmares, my door's always open. You can come snuggle anytime." "Get lost!" I slammed the door shut.

Outside, I heard Faris's laughter and his footsteps fading away. I went into the bathroom and took out the pregnancy test.

As the liquid rose on the strip, I felt a mix of nerves, expectation, fear, and sadness.

When the two red lines appeared, I leaned against the cold tiles, feeling desolate. This kid came at the worst possible time.

Lying in bed in the dark, I stared at the ceiling, my hands resting on my abdomen.

If Ethan knew I was carrying his child, would he have made a different choice back then?

Actually, when I first suspected I might be pregnant, I had already made up my mind.

Even if Ethan and I went our separate ways, I would keep this child. This child was my spiritual support and my reason to keep living!

Maybe I had slept too much during the day, or maybe it was the unfamiliar environment and the many things on my mind. But I had a bit of insomnia.

I didn't hear Faris come upstairs again.

In the middle of the night, I wasn't sure what time it was. I still hadn't fallen asleep, but I heard some noise downstairs.

I got out of bed and walked to the window, spotting Faris driving away.

Where could he be heading so late?

I went downstairs to check, only to find the door locked.

Was he worried I'd sneak out while he was gone?

back to my room and

off and when I woke up, it was

a new set of toiletries. Didn't want to wake you, so I left

freshening up, I went downstairs. The living room was empty, but I heard noises from the

for guys

to it, studying his phone intently while cooking

eggs soft and fluffy?" I read out the title he

his phone away when he saw it was me. "You walk so

actually blushing

was using that annoyed tone

shrugged. "I made noise; you were

and stared at me, still looking a

pointed to the pan. "If you don't take it out now, the eggs won't be soft or

used a spatula to

wanted to laugh but

the not-so-pretty scrambled eggs on the plate, he scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, my skills are limited. Just make do

eggs, I shook

pointed to the rice cooker. "There's oatmeal. I saw you could eat it

toast, and coffee were all set on

the toast and coffee early in

it would dampen his enthusiasm for learning and might make him lose interest in the kitchen, so I accepted them. Eating

it good?" Faris asked

my mouth with difficulty

at the compliment and decided

he took a bite, he spat it out and frowned.

couldn't help but

take the eggs away from me and handed me a piece of

cleared my throat. "Can

Faris's chewing paused.

"No!" he said firmly.

"You don't have the right to

of his bread, chewed for a while, and asked without looking

oatmeal in my bowl. "Why

his bread and

thought he was going to get angry. But instead, he suddenly smiled, got up, and came around to my side. His tall

were close to my ear, and the warmth of his breath made

once jokingly asked your dad to reserve you as his daughter-in-law at

distant memory. But it

"Things said while drinking are just jokes. My dad didn't

"Your dad clearly liked me as a potential son-in-law back then. He said I looked like

that were on either side of me and rolled my eyes at

back down, but the smile

the toast he hadn't finished but didn't

planning to go back to Ethan?"

why he made that decision

really care about him that much?" he asked, his tone intense and

a lot.

at me, a flash of

his gaze and said cruelly, "But he doesn't

okay, as long as I care about