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."

like me. If I wanted, I could have women lining up for me. Do you

someone appeared on the

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

displeased. "Only you

said, "I'm a divorced woman with two kids. Even if I looked at you properly, it wouldn't

irritably tugging at his

I'm being pathetic,

breath made me

noticed this small movement, and he

afraid

asked this, he seemed a bit dazed, like he had just woken from a

my eyes and gently shook my

slapped himself.

slap himself a second time, I grabbed

I said, "Stop."

won't hurt you, never in

looking quite serious

shook his head, like all drunk people, seeming a bit uncomfortable. He lay down on a

a cup of tea to sober up. I drank too much last

and went to make him a strong

tea on the coffee table, I asked, "How

one hand on his forehead, eyes closed,

know. I just know I drank all night, right next door to you guys. You were having a romantic time, and I was

I was slightly stunned.

was at the hotel last night too,

out a bitter laugh. "When I was 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 my

have remembered at all. Back then, I thought it was just

talking until he eventually fell asleep, not even touching the tea. I found a blanket and covered

nursing the baby. I knew he was awake from the noise, but the baby was feeding eagerly, and pulling

sit up, holding his head,

up, and didn't look

the Postpartum Doula, asking her to take

drank the now-cold tea in one gulp, lit a cigarette, and asked me,

"Just think of it

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

the cigarette, walked towards

cure, but heart cures are hard to find. So, it can't be treated.

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