Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 223 The name Abby is quite nice.

Ethan and I spun around when we heard the noise, and there was Hunter, tottering towards us on his tiny feet.

I blurted out, "Hunter can walk now!"

I was so pumped, I grabbed Ethan's hand.

He was more chill than me, but I could still see the excitement in his eyes.

Harper saw Hunter walking and started giggling in Hope's arms, squirming like she wanted to get down too.

Hope set her on the ground and held her steady with both hands. Harper copied Hunter, first holding onto the sofa, then slowly letting go, lifting her little feet, and trailing behind him. I was over the moon.

It felt like all the clouds had cleared, just like the sunlight pouring into the yard at that moment, warming my head and Ethan's shoulder perfectly.

Two months later, I finally got my driver's license and could drive solo.

In September, Abby was supposed to start daycare, but she still didn't have her ID.

I thought Richard should help with this, but Sophie didn't want to bother him. Since she had Abby out of wedlock, getting the documents was tricky. So, I took them downtown.

The registration clerk asked for the child's name, and Sophie hesitated for a long time before softly saying, "Abby Hill."

"Who said that's her name?"

A familiar voice suddenly cut in.

Sophie trembled and turned around, and I did too, seeing Richard in a black tracksuit walking in with a scowl.

At that moment, Sophie, holding Abby's hand, looked especially flustered.

Richard's sudden appearance caught me off guard too.

Richard took a few steps to stand in front of Sophie, glancing at Abby, who was clutching Sophie's hand.

Abby seemed a bit scared of him and timidly hid behind Sophie.

"How can you give her last name Hill?" Richard said, frowning.

Wasn't he the one who named her? Why was he blaming someone else now? Sophie didn't change the name out of respect for him.

But Sophie kept her head down and didn't say anything.

"Please hurry up!" the clerk inside the window urged.

"Can't you wait a moment?" Richard snapped.

Sophie had no choice but to step out of the line and let the people behind go first.

Sophie always seemed a bit indecisive in front of Richard, just like I used to be. She had no opinion on anything, and Richard made the final decision, naming her Abby Winsdor. After getting the documents, we realized it had started to rain.

glanced at Abby, who still seemed a bit scared

in his pockets and walked straight to a motorcycle

me give you

speaking to him

me, put down the helmet

need. Getting wet in the rain is a

helmet, and with the roar of

I brought

I was when Aurora first brought me into the Moore Group-timid and

the makeup room, picked up a comb, and started doing her

"Emily, I can do it

smiled and said, "Let me help

hair, revealing Sophie's pretty

have very delicate and beautiful features. And you're only 20, so youthful, an age

you mean. I'll work hard to make myself better and not

the end of October, I contacted the medical school to arrange for The Emoire Artistry Group members to attend lectures in batches, learning about medical wellness concepts, so they could

the first lecture, I personally led the group

were led towards the multimedia building by

"Mr. Foster!"

heard a group

a few girls excitedly looking into

a fancy watch on his wrist, and neatly pressed dress pants. With his good looks, he totally had that clean, sunny boy-next-door vibe. Among the college students,

must've spotted me earlier because he was heading straight

the girls in the group suddenly shouted, making everyone

just gave a faint smile and quickly walked up

have

grinned and said, "You always manage to keep me

where a girl

footsteps, the girl

desk is

girl turned out to

smiled and nodded at

put away the towel and walked

office, which was spotless

in front of Jason's desk, saying, "Do girls line up every day

cup of coffee, sat down, and said, "Only

computer and started typing while chatting

better than the hospital-simple and quiet, dealing only with college students and faculty, not complicated. I

though I wondered when the right person for him

gone abroad; were they

after lunch, we were sitting

a wealthy family, showing a series of wedding

was lavish, and Faye, in her wedding dress, was beaming as she held his

was peeling grapes for

Ethan. As soon as he fed one, the other eagerly stepped forward, puckering up for a grape. To satisfy both, he was quite busy. Ethan didn't show much emotion about

around the coffee table. Suddenly, Hunter called out "Papa" in his tender voice, repeating