Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 226 People Change

"Dakato is my ex-wife!" Faris blurted out.

I stared at him, genuinely shocked, but then it all started to click.

Faris and Dakato had that vibe of a couple with history, so it made sense they were once married.

Thinking back to the intense look Dakato gave Faris and her words at the bar, "If you need, I don't mind," she never said, "I still love you," or did anything dramatic, but her deep-seated feelings could be felt. "She still loves you. Don't let down a woman who loves you with all her heart," I said softly, leaning against the car window.

Faris suddenly leaned over, turned my shoulders to face him, and looked at me seriously, almost pleadingly.

"What about a guy who loves you with all his heart? Can you give him a chance?"

I didn't answer, couldn't even meet his eyes.

I'd been hurt too much, and I didn't want to hurt anyone else.

Faris seemed to get it, gave a bitter smile, and let go of me.

He leaned back, opened his window, and lit a cigarette, looking all kinds of melancholic. "If you don't have that person in your heart, no matter what he does, you won't see it. So how can you talk about letting him down?" I looked away, feeling a wave of sadness.

I thought, 'Maybe that's it. Is that why Ethan doesn't have me in his heart? It feels like he's stabbing me with a knife when he says those hurtful things, yet he stays so calm.'

"If you don't have anywhere to go right now, you can crash at my place."

Faris added with a self-deprecating laugh, "I won't try anything, promise."

I shook my head, "Thanks, but I'll check out The Emoire Artistry Group. Right now, it's the only thing that can prove I'm not a failure." "Hold on a sec."

I was about to open the car door when he stopped me.

Then Faris drove to the mall, told me to wait in the car, and went inside to park.

After a bit, he came back.

He opened my door and pulled out a pair of women's flat leather shoes from a shoebox, really fancy ones that looked pricey.

He squatted down, took my foot, and started putting the shoes on for me.

That's when I realized I wasn't wearing any shoes.

"I can do it myself."

I tried to pull my foot back, but Faris held it firmly, not letting me, and put the shoes on for me.

perfectly, even though he hadn't asked my size. Looking at the shoes on my feet, he smiled, clearly pleased with

fewer high heels in the future; they're not great for your

and super

got out of the car, he mentioned he'd smoke a cigarette before heading off. From the office window, I saw his car still parked

later,

I called Luna. She said the kids had gone to bed early

had been drinking, with Dennis around, he should

everything, I still couldn't help but

sleep, feeling like everything was surreal and not

sleepy, I had some chaotic dreams. I couldn't clearly remember what I dreamed about,

up, and sat in front of

sad, they looked particularly

took out my makeup kit and started putting

sounded so determined. I couldn't cling to him

dignity. I didn't want to look like a discarded woman, even though that was the

I was almost done with my makeup, my phone rang, and the screen lit up with the word "Darling," which made my heart ache again. I answered,

and he said he would come to

carefree, why should I

a bitter smile to my reflection in the mirror and said into the

the lipstick I had picked up and chose a brighter color from the row of lipsticks, gently applying it in front

my assistant, who had just arrived, was startled. "Ms. Russell, you're here so

my lips. I never wore such bright lipstick before, so it must've seemed odd

and stepped into

Emoire

and he was leaning back with his eyes closed, one hand resting

walked over, opening the passenger door and

He looked at me, his gaze falling on my lips, and he was momentarily stunned. Then he put out the cigarette

he

breakfast yet, have you? Eat something

and saw the logo on the

car!" I

me a puzzled look but pulled over

said, "I thought about it all night and still can't understand. It was too sudden. You said it was because of our fathers, but that's not right. When it first

got more agitated as I spoke, grabbing his arm and looking at him

you have some hidden trouble? Or are you facing some difficulty? If that's the case, we can face it together. I'm not the same person I used to be. I

biting his lip, and slowly withdrew his arm

no hidden

"I love you!"

tears I had been holding back finally

couldn't hide my tears, there

out I couldn't be