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.

anything, but my heart was

almost convinced myself to forgive him and try to make things work with

what happened that night would happen again, scared of being

him anxious. He stood up, hugged me

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 you want

"Honey, say yes! Please?"

saw a desperate longing

yes, okay?" He kissed

or not didn't change the fact that

this, I

was

be happy, who

I was so tired!

Ethan lit up

show his sincerity, and I decided to give us one

wouldn't be soft-hearted again, and I wouldn't

I wasn't sure if he'd be happy about the news, at least not

I made up

healed, and

designers, with so many styles it was

thought every dress was beautiful. I never

on my figure, and I couldn't decide,

few dresses

one suits

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

lounging on the sofa with a magazine, glanced up, squinted, and gave me a once-over. Then he put down the magazine, walked over, and adjusted my

to look at my reflection

bit later, Jason showed up, followed by

reluctant, being practically dragged

at me, then at Ethan, and pouted

dragged me here, I wouldn't have

had already smoothed things over. He just needed an excuse. Of course, no one was going to call him

there should be 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 have

wasn't picky; he settled on the first suit he tried. But Frank and Oliver kept trying

just me

aren't you happy?"

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

planner will handle everything. Just follow their

a warmth in my

said, "I'm honored to be

"Thank you," I said.

came out in a

I look

suit. Ethan had a model-like figure; he could pull off any outfit and

look great!"

of the fitting room, looked at himself in the mirror, and asked, "Do

a thumbs

picking out the