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

and when I woke up, it was

a new set of toiletries. Didn't want to

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

Faris making breakfast. It's not unusual for guys to

it, studying his phone

eggs soft and fluffy?" I read out

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

was actually blushing

that annoyed tone

you were just too

and stared at me, still looking a bit

"If you don't take it out

turned off the heat and used a spatula to take out

I almost wanted to laugh but

plate, he scratched his head

greasy eggs, I shook my head. "Too

oatmeal. I saw you

toast, and coffee were all set on the

bought the toast and coffee early in

he made in front of me. I felt that if I didn't eat them, it would dampen his enthusiasm for learning and might make him lose interest in the kitchen, so I

it good?" Faris asked me

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

at the compliment and decided

as he took a bite, he

help but

eggs away from me and handed me a

cleared my throat. "Can you let

Faris's chewing paused.

"No!" he said firmly.

stifled. "You don't have the right to

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

stirred the oatmeal in my

bread and looked at me, his expression

was going to get angry. But instead, he suddenly smiled, got up, and came around to my side. His tall body loomed over me from behind, his hands resting on either side of me. The sudden move

to my ear, and the warmth

your dad to reserve you

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

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

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

me and rolled my eyes at him. "You're just taking

sat back down, but the smile quickly faded from his

toast he hadn't finished but didn't eat it for

go back to Ethan?" he

completely understand why he made that decision that

him that much?" he asked,

"Yes, I care a lot. Besides, the child

me, a flash

a moment, he lowered his gaze and said cruelly, "But he doesn't care about you

as long