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?

my room and

and when I woke

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

toiletries. After freshening up, I went downstairs. The

unusual for guys to cook; I'd seen Jason

Faris was different. He seemed new to it, studying his phone

read out the title he was searching on

and quickly put his phone away when he saw it was me. "You

was actually blushing a

knew he was using that annoyed

made noise; you

still looking a bit embarrassed,

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

and used a

so flustered, I almost wanted to laugh but

he scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, my skills are

I shook

to the rice cooker. "There's oatmeal. I saw you could eat it the other day, so I made

and coffee were all set on

the toast and coffee early in the

eat them, it would dampen his enthusiasm for learning and might make him lose interest in the kitchen, so I accepted them. Eating the eggs with the oatmeal made it a bit less

it good?" Faris asked

in my mouth with difficulty and lied. "It's

the compliment and decided to taste

took a bite, he spat it out and frowned. "This is

couldn't help

away from me and handed me a piece

the meal, I cleared my throat.

Faris's chewing paused.

"No!" he said firmly.

a bit stifled. "You don't have the

bite of his bread, chewed for a while, and

in my

put down his bread and looked at me, his

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

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

you remember? My dad once jokingly asked your dad to reserve you

bring back a distant memory. But it was so long ago

and pretended to be calm. "Things said while drinking are just jokes. My dad didn't

liked me as a potential son-in-law back then. He said I looked

and rolled my eyes at

smirked and sat back down, but the

he hadn't finished

you planning to go

why he made that decision that

he asked, his tone intense and

I care a lot. Besides,

a flash of pain in his

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

as long as I care