Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 185 Faye, You Win

"You said you lost the keys, right?" I shot back, dripping with sarcasm. Faye just shrugged. "Yeah, I lost them, but I found them yesterday."

She was acting like nothing was wrong, totally calm.

I bit back my anger and forced a bitter smile. "Faye, you win!"

I turned to storm upstairs, but Ethan grabbed my arm.

"Faye, you should go home," Ethan said firmly.

Faye looked shocked. "Ethan, I'm in the middle of cooking. It's not done yet."

"No need. Just go home and leave the keys," he insisted, not budging.

Faye's eyes welled up, making her look even more pitiful. "Ethan, what's wrong with you?"

Her tears were both sad and beautiful.

I mentally gave her performance a perfect score.

Ethan sighed. "Faye, you need to grow up and be independent. You've achieved your dreams and you're successful now. Stop disrupting my life. I have my own family and people I want to protect."

He was talking to Faye, but I knew those words were meant for me too.

During our time together, Ethan had said countless sweet things that always melted my heart, but this time I felt strangely calm.

I just listened to Faye's sobs getting louder.

"Ethan, what's wrong with you? You promised at Fiona's grave that you'd take care of me. Have you forgotten?"

Ethan replied steadily, "By eighteen, everyone should be independent. Even parents can't take care of you forever; you have to walk your own path."

Faye cried as she took off her apron and threw it, along with the keys, onto the sofa.

"Ethan, you've changed!" she sobbed and ran out.

I felt his hand holding mine, slightly damp.

"Faye ran out so upset. Aren't you worried something might happen to her?" I asked flatly.

He didn't answer. I knew he was still worried. I pulled away and headed upstairs, but he pulled me back into his arms, holding me tight.

"Honey, marry me," he whispered hoarsely in my ear.

I was confused, and then he knelt down on one knee, pulling out a ring from his pocket and holding it out to me.

"Honey, marry me, and I'll give you the wedding you want."

So that's what he meant!

Every woman dreamed of a grand wedding, and I was no different.

But after going through a divorce and remarriage, I became more practical. I didn't need all the frills; I just wanted a solid marriage.

didn't say anything, but

me. I almost convinced myself to forgive him

that night would happen again, scared of being

him anxious. He stood up, hugged

wanted to wait a few days until I had everything sorted out, but I couldn't. Honey, I know women love a sense of ceremony. I'll give you whatever

"Honey, say yes! Please?"

saw a desperate longing

okay?"

didn't change the fact that

Ethan like this,

inside me was urging, "Say yes,

happy, who

I was so tired!

lit up

his sincerity, and I decided to give us

history repeated itself, I wouldn't be soft-hearted again, and I wouldn't look

about the baby. I wasn't sure

time he tried to get close, I made up excuses, and he didn't

was almost healed, and he took me to pick out wedding

designed by top designers, with so

every dress was beautiful. I never imagined

on my figure, and I couldn't decide, so I looked

carefully compared a few

one suits you

long, so I had to hold it up, and the sales assistant helped me from

a magazine, glanced up, squinted, and gave me a once-over. Then he put down the magazine, walked over, and adjusted my veil. "Honey, you look

my reflection

Jason showed up, followed by Frank

reluctant, being

then

they hadn't dragged me here, I wouldn't have

just needed an excuse. Of course, no one was going to call

bridesmaids, but I had no one to be my bridesmaid. Bella was already married and wasn't in the mood to attend my wedding. Ethan seemed to read my mind and said, "Don't worry. We

he tried. But Frank and

change clothes, leaving just me and Jason in the

aren't you happy?" Jason suddenly

know what happened that night, so there was no need to say anything. I just shook my head

follow their lead,

warmth in my heart and

said, "I'm honored to be a groomsman

"Thank you," I said.

out in a

I look good?" he

a model-like figure; he could pull off any

look great!" I

the fitting room, looked at himself in the

gave him a

out the suits,