Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 183 There Are No Naturally Compatible People

Ethan suddenly scooped me up with his good hand. Before I knew it, I was on the bed, and he was on top of me, pinning me down.

His hands were on either side of me, and the white bandage on his arm was quickly turning red.

"Your wound," I blurted out.

Ethan ignored my words, staring at me with this intense, stubborn look, like he was trying to see right through me.

"I'm not getting a divorce. I don't agree," he said, dead serious.

Watching the blood spread on his bandage, I hated to admit it, but my heart ached.

"Can you lie down properly? I can't talk to you like this." I tried to hide my worry.

Ethan pouted a bit, looking at me like a hurt puppy.

"Okay, but you have to lie down with me."

He was being so stubborn, like a kid. If I didn't agree, he'd just stay like this, bleeding all over. He was using his own body to make a point. I gave in. "Fine, but no touching."

Ethan's lips curled into a satisfied smile, and he nodded. "I'll just hold you, and I promise not to move."

I lay down, and he settled beside me, holding me like he always did. I sighed, feeling helpless.

"Ethan, don't you think we're just not right for each other?"

Ethan held me tighter, his breath warm on my neck. "No one is a perfect match from the start. Love and marriage take work."

I shook my head. "We've been working at it for so long. I thought we'd get there, but we're just not right."

"I say we are, so we are," Ethan said, sounding unreasonable.

I didn't know what to say.

Then he pleaded, "Honey, don't give up on me so quickly. Give me a few days, and I'll surprise you. Just a few days, okay?"

I could only sigh. I thought about it. My marriage with Ethan was nothing like it was with Arthur.

When things ended with Arthur, all I felt was hate. But with Ethan, it was different. He treated me well, and made me happy. Sure, he brought pressure and pain too, but I didn't hate him. Even when he made that choice, I was just disappointed, not hateful.

After all, he didn't marry me out of love, so finding out I wasn't his top priority wasn't a shock. I just hoped we could part on good terms. But thinking about the baby inside me, I felt a deep sadness.

to tie Ethan down

what we want and what's real. Even if the dream

matter. If you keep

smiled bitterly, remembering something from

others were three. She gave me one once, and I could tell the difference. I always missed that taste, but toast was a luxury for me. I was poor, and I had to stretch every penny. Spending

his fingers with mine. "Honey, now is different. You

I didn't dare rely

bakery. Back then, they probably never imagined they'd grow so big.

everything is so hard. What are your dreams? What kind of life do you want? Think about it. We have a long life ahead of us. We can take our

with him so calmly. It felt unreal. I didn't know

his forehead; the fever was

the familiar room, bed, and arms, I felt a wave of security. I didn't want to get lost in it again, but I still fell asleep. Thunder woke me, and Ethan was gone. I searched the villa but couldn't find him. When I opened

the

injured; where could he have

pulled out my phone to call him, but the ringtone came from upstairs. I followed

he should be back soon. But he left so quietly, like he was hiding something from

such a

the cool, refreshing dampness of the rain hitting me. I couldn't see the

check-up. I really wanted a child back then. Now that the

slowly caressed my abdomen, my heart filled with countless conflicts. I silently told myself to give us another chance, and to give the child a chance to have a father's love, one

later, I finally heard the sound of a

the balcony

and welcome him. But I didn't want to do that anymore. I didn't want to be a woman whose life revolved only around him.

I wasn't in the room, and his voice was

and walked inside, and he breathed a sigh of relief, striding over to hug me with one arm. His clothes were damp, and his hair was a

left," he said, not hiding the

did you go? The doctor said your wound shouldn't get wet," I said

a handsome smile spreading

didn't get wet, just the

you drive with an injury?" I

can manage with one hand. Besides, this little wound is nothing." Then he lifted the

shopping bag prominently displayed the logo of the

matter the wind or rain, I'll

I couldn't help but feel

and see if it still tastes the same as

he braved the storm to get it, I felt

one bite, I couldn't help but rush to the trash

Is it that bad?" Ethan quickly handed