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

almost convinced myself to forgive him

was scared that what happened that night would happen again, scared

stood up,

know women love a sense of ceremony. I'll give you whatever you

"Honey, say yes! Please?"

desperate longing

yes, okay?" He kissed me,

didn't change the fact that

like this, I felt torn

like a voice inside me was urging, "Say

everyone could be happy, who

I was so tired!

Ethan lit up like a kid,

sincerity, and I decided to give us one last

repeated itself, I wouldn't be

told Ethan about the baby. I wasn't sure

I

later, Ethan's injury was almost healed, and

was designed by top designers,

I never imagined I could wear such stunning wedding

figure, and I couldn't

a few dresses and pointed

one

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

up, squinted, and gave me a once-over. Then he put down the magazine, walked over,

reflection in the mirror,

Jason showed up, followed by Frank

bit reluctant, being practically dragged in

at me, then

hadn't dragged me here, I

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

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 someone

wasn't picky; he settled on the first suit he tried. But Frank and Oliver kept trying on suits without finding

also went to change clothes, leaving just me

happy?" Jason suddenly

happened that night, so there was no need to say anything.

planner will handle everything. Just follow their lead, don't be nervous,

in

"I'm honored to be a

"Thank you," I said.

in a white

look

a white suit. Ethan had a model-like figure; he could pull off

great!"

fitting room, looked at himself in the mirror, and

a thumbs

picking out the suits, they left