Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 196 I Can't Bear to See You Suffer

Ethan wrapped his shaky arms around my shoulders and pulled me close.

"I tracked down the guy who robbed you. The phone and necklace were sold, but I managed to get them back. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for you to go out alone?"

"So what am I supposed to do? Tell me. Should I just stick around shamelessly? What about my pride?" I looked up at him, stubborn and hopeful.

I wanted Ethan to give me some kind of explanation, even if it was just a pretty lie.

But he just looked down, staying quiet for what felt like forever, his furrowed brow full of unspoken regrets.

"Emily, the world is round. No matter how far you go, you'll end up back where you started, back to me."

So, in the end, he didn't explain anything.

I felt a pang of sadness, then forced a casual smile.

"How can you be so sure? What if I don't come back?"

He perched on the armrest of the chair, gently rubbing my shoulder, his touch warm and real.

"If you don't come back, I'll follow you and find you," he said.

I sighed, staring off into the distance. Unlike Faye, who could be as willful as she wanted, I knew being too stubborn wasn't good. I didn't want to cling to one issue. But with this unresolved knot in my heart, we could never go back to how we

were.

Ironically, our hearts used to be close, but our statuses were far apart. Now, our statuses were close, but our hearts were far apart.

A few days after the full moon, the babies started crying non-stop at night, refusing to nurse, even though their temperatures were normal. They were too young to tell us what was wrong, so they just cried, and I was totally panicked. The postpartum doula thought it might be a stomachache but suggested we take them to the hospital. I didn't want such young kids on antibiotics, so I thought of Aron and took the kids to his clinic.

I called Aron on the way, and he was waiting for us when we got there. He checked the kids and said it was indigestion with mouth sores, indicating gastrointestinal discomfort. He prescribed some digestive medicine for me to take so it could pass to the kids through my breast milk.

As we were leaving, Aron gave me some basic tips to handle simple situations in the future without freaking out. Ethan and the doula took the kids to the car first, and I joined them after a bit. Back home, the doula calmed the kids while Ethan prepared the medicine.

The kids kept crying, and I was anxious, so I waited in the kitchen. When the medicine cooled, Ethan handed me the bowl. I took a sip and almost gagged from the bitterness. "Forget it. Let me drink it," Ethan said.

I looked at him. "What good would that do?"

He took the bowl, drank a big gulp, then suddenly grabbed the back of my head and kissed me.

He pried my teeth open with his tongue, kissing me while transferring the medicine from his mouth to mine.

he kissed me since we reunited, and it

apart, his kiss still made my mind go blank, and the medicine

the medicine, he let me go, smiling at

took another sip and repeated the process until the

is," he said, picking up the water cup on

from him and gulped it down, accidentally

Ethan said, gently

I picked up the baby to

to the living room, soothing

staring at the baby nursing,

both babies and massaging their bellies as Aron had

with the babies while they slept. But I couldn't sleep, so I sat on the couch in the

came out and sat beside

lights; we just sat there in the

the $200,000 investment from Aron arranged by you?" I finally

the darkness, Ethan stayed

found a benefactor. I thought everything was my hard-earned

hair, and said hoarsely, "I

raising kids alone wasn't easy, no matter how successful I was. Material wealth couldn't replace a father's love, so Aron suggested I

my chin and kissed me gently. I didn't resist. His arm tightened around me, and he kissed

his desire, restraint, and patience. When the kiss ended, he pressed my head against his

days postpartum, I started visiting the beauty salon. After two months, I fully resumed work. I set up a small room next to my office where the postpartum doula could help with the babies. When it

me.

services gained market recognition, and I

to Starlight City. He

took the babies away, and I continued watching a makeup-related USB drive. A thought struck me. Why did Dakato come in so timely?

hour later, I walked into the small break room. I lay on the bed, casually browsing my

got up and opened the door. Dakato, standing by the potted

getting water again today?" I walked

her eyes, looking

the potted plant. From the branches,

in my hand and smiled. "Dakato, what

kept her head down, not speaking. I patted

be nervous. I know someone instructed you. Bring that

leaned back in my executive chair, and it wasn't long

picked up the pinhole camera on my desk and asked with a smile, "Mr. Windsor, I didn't expect you to be into this kind of

hands on the desk, looking at