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 believe that?" When Faris said this, he curled one side of his

someone appeared on the surface, the more insecure they were

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

looking displeased. "Only you refuse to look

a divorced

tugging

I'm being

in his breath made me instinctively lean back a

noticed this small movement, and he stepped

afraid

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

gently shook my head, not saying

suddenly slapped himself. "What am I

himself a second

I said, "Stop."

afraid; I won't hurt you, never in

quite serious as

all drunk people, seeming a bit uncomfortable. He lay down on a nearby sofa, patting

to sober up. I drank too much last

make him a strong

tea on the coffee table, I

one hand on his forehead, eyes closed, and

guys. You were having a romantic time, and I was wasting

I was slightly stunned.

the hotel last night too, right

the sofa, Faris let 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 wife someday. I was so naive, not

it up, I wouldn't have remembered at all. Back then, I thought it was just

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

he was awake from the noise, but the

sit up, holding his head, I nervously said, "I'm feeding the

didn't get up, and

the baby to the Postpartum Doula, asking her to take the baby

tea in one gulp, lit a cigarette, and

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

from the computer screen to

holding the cigarette, walked

heart cures are hard to find. So, it can't

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