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 lay

I drifted off and when I woke up, it was already

Didn't want to wake you, so I left

opened the door and found the toiletries. After freshening up, I went downstairs. The living room was empty, but

making breakfast. It's not unusual for guys to cook;

was different. He seemed new to it, studying his phone intently while cooking

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

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

actually blushing a

was using that annoyed tone to cover his

you were just too

his cheeks and stared at me, still looking a bit embarrassed,

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

quickly turned off the heat and used a spatula to take out

I almost wanted to laugh but held it

eggs on the plate, he scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, my skills are limited. Just make

the greasy eggs, I

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

were all

toast

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

it good?" Faris

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

at the compliment and

bite, he spat it out and frowned.

couldn't help

to take the eggs away from me and handed me a piece of toast. "Here,

I cleared my throat. "Can

Faris's chewing paused.

"No!" he said firmly.

a bit stifled. "You don't have the

took a bite of his bread, chewed for a while, and asked without looking up, "Why can't you

stirred the oatmeal in my bowl. "Why

suddenly put down his bread and looked at me,

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 made

ear, and the warmth of his breath made

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

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

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

me as a potential son-in-law back then. He said I looked like a hardworking and reliable person, worth depending

were on either side of me and rolled my eyes at him. "You're just taking advantage of the fact that my dad can't see you

smirked and sat back down, but

toast he hadn't finished but didn't

you planning to go back to Ethan?" he

understand why

you really care about him that much?" he

a lot. Besides,

up at me, a flash of pain in his

he lowered his gaze and said

as long as