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 of

then put his hands in his pockets and walked straight to

me give

stood on the steps, speaking to him through the

put down the

no need. Getting wet in the rain is a kind

on his helmet, and with the roar of

started daycare, I brought Sophie into The Emoire Artistry

a lot like I was when Aurora

makeup room, picked up

I

said, "Let me

hair, revealing

you're only 20, so youthful, an age I'll never have again. Many people would envy you." Sophie

I'll work hard

lectures in batches, learning about medical wellness concepts, so they could maintain a passion and high level

the first lecture, I personally led

were led

"Mr. Foster!"

a group of

to see a few girls

with the sleeves half-rolled, a fancy watch on his wrist, and neatly pressed dress pants. With his good looks, he totally had

because he

I love you!" one of the girls in the group suddenly shouted, making

faint smile and quickly walked up

have admirers everywhere

always manage

led me to his office, where a girl

the

Foster, the desk is

out to be

and nodded

the towel and

around his office, which was spotless

desk, saying, "Do girls line up every day to

of coffee, sat

and started typing while chatting

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

had likely found a lifestyle that suited him, though I wondered when the right person

had gone abroad; were they still

Sunday, after lunch, we were sitting in the living room

Faye's marriage into a wealthy family, showing a

rich groom didn't look young, was a bit chubby, with small eyes, and quite ordinary-looking. But the wedding was lavish, and Faye, in

was peeling

front of Ethan. As soon as he fed one, the other eagerly stepped forward, puckering up for a grape. To satisfy both, he was quite busy.

grapes for a while, the kids started playing around the coffee table. Suddenly, Hunter called out "Papa" in his tender