Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 199

Chapter 199 Don't Give Up on Treatment

"Faris, what the hell are you doing?" I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to cover up.

Faris grabbed my collar with one hand, his blood-red eyes locked on my neck before slowly moving up to my face.

"Wanna fuck." He bit his lip, holding back the last word, and stared at me with a stubborn, unwilling look.

Just then, Dakato burst in from the doorway, shouting, "Faris, let go."

Faris didn't even turn his head, just said coldly, "None of your business."

Dakato seemed momentarily speechless, her gaze at Faris becoming very complicated.

After a moment, she calmly said, "It's not my business, and I don't care about you. But I have a responsibility to protect Ms. Russell." Faris snorted. "If Ethan's got the guts, he can fly back right now."

Dakato stood her ground.

Faris suddenly turned his head and yelled at her, "What do you think I am? I won't do that. Can you just leave?"

"Dakato, you go out first," I said.

Dakato glanced at me, then at Faris's profile for a moment before turning and leaving the office.

I lowered my eyes, not wanting to meet his intense and complicated gaze.

"Move aside. I need to check on the kids."

Faris didn't move, but the hand holding my collar loosened. He placed both hands on either side of my body, pressing closer.

"Before you check on them, look at me first." His tone was noticeably calmer than before.

Maybe after biting down that word, he had forced himself to calm down.

"Look at me. How do I look?" he suddenly asked me.

I was speechless for a few seconds, then lowered my head and said, "Handsome!"

He suddenly grabbed my chin with one hand, turning my face towards him, and said rather gloomily, "You didn't even look at me."

I couldn't tell if he was pretending to be drunk. Sometimes, he acted like an angry lion, and other times like a hurt child.

I tried to smile sincerely. "Honestly."

are plenty of people who like me. If I wanted, I could have women lining up for me. Do you believe that?" When Faris said this, he curled one side of his lip, full of

remembered reading somewhere that the more arrogant someone appeared on the surface, the more insecure

actually had reasons to be arrogant. But feelings were sometimes irrational. The person who could enter one's heart might not be perfect, and someone perfect might not be able to enter one's

"Only you refuse to look

awkwardly said, "I'm a

irritably tugging at

you're saying I'm being pathetic,

alcohol in his breath made me

movement, and he stepped back

you afraid of

Faris asked this, he seemed a bit dazed, like he had just woken from a dream, completely different from the furious lion he

lowered my eyes and gently shook my head, not saying

slapped himself. "What am

about to slap himself a second time, I grabbed his

I said, "Stop."

afraid; I won't hurt you, never in my

quite serious as he spoke with his

drunk people, seeming a bit uncomfortable. He lay down

cup of tea to sober up. I drank too

and went to make him a strong cup

the tea on the coffee table, I

had one hand on his forehead, eyes closed,

to you guys. You were having

I was slightly stunned.

Faris was at the hotel last

a kid, and when our dads were drinking and talking about arranging a marriage for us, I actually believed it. I really thought you'd be

at all. Back then, I thought

eventually fell asleep, not even touching the tea. I found

he was awake from the noise, but the baby was feeding eagerly, and

his head, I nervously said, "I'm

in response, didn't get up, and

Postpartum

a cigarette, and asked me, "Am I

let out a self-deprecating laugh. "Just think of it

the computer screen to him. "You... don't give up on

the cigarette,

but heart cures are hard to find. So, it can't be treated. Not giving up is useless; it's already in the late

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