Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 236 Our Agreement

The smile in Faris's eyes slowly faded.

With a tired grin, Faris asked, "Are you eager to get rid of me?"

I shook my head, "No, I just don't want to hold you back. You should get married, have kids. And I..."

I looked down, feeling the sadness creep back in.

"I don't plan on getting married again," I said quietly.

Faris leaned back, tilted his head, and with a slight smile said, "Marriage is just a piece of paper. Kids need a dad when they grow up. I'm not forcing you to sleep with me."

"Faris!" I looked at him, feeling helpless.

He shrugged and gave a bitter smile, "Alright, I was joking. I know you don't need me anymore. I'll go."

Dinner was tasteless, with a sense of sadness and bitterness hanging in the air, blending into the food. After dinner, when I finished washing the dishes and came out, Faris was sitting on the couch, motionless, with only a faint smoke rising in front of him.

Just then, the nanny came down with the two kids. Faris stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards them.

The kids had spent a lot of time with Faris recently and were very familiar with him. From a distance, they reached out their little hands for a hug. Faris squatted down, holding both kids in his arms and kissed their cheeks. True feelings couldn't be faked, just like the love and reluctance he was showing then, completely genuine.

After letting go of the kids, they quickly went to play with their toys. Young children had a simple and happy world, without much sorrow and joy. Even when I taught them to wave goodbye to Faris, they were cheerful and indifferent, not understanding the sadness of parting at all.

I walked Faris to the door. It was snowing heavily outside, with large snowflakes falling like goose feathers.

Faris's black hair was soon covered with snowflakes, and I thought my head must be the same. When we reached his car, he stopped and half-jokingly said, "Aren't you going to give me a goodbye kiss?"

Although he was smiling, I could sense a hint of sadness in his smile. Seeing that I didn't respond, Faris said, "Let's have a farewell hug!"

He approached me and gently hugged me. This hug was not as forceful or intense as any before, nor did it carry any desire. It was just a tender, reluctant embrace.

We hugged for a while, then he let go of me, gently brushed the snow off my head, and said softly, "Take good care of yourself!"

I said I would. I stood there for a long time, watching his car drive away. I knew I owed him a lot, but I could never repay him in this lifetime.

I changed into a thick down jacket and braved the wind and snow to the cemetery. The ground was now completely covered with snow, a vast expanse of white.

In my heart, I always held a fantasy that Ethan would come back, hoping he would suddenly appear in front of me one day. But as time passed, I had to accept the reality. He won't come back anymore.

Holding flowers, I walked into the cemetery and saw a figure standing in the wind and snow from a distance.

and mustered the courage to look at the photo on

painfully. Ethan in the photo was still so handsome and young. But he

now realize that I

sigh cut through the wind

up, looking at the tombstone, my heart heavy with

his heart. He had to bear it alone until the day his shoulders could no longer carry the burden. Never being understood was

but in the end, it all turned into a sigh. It wasn't until his shoulders and hair were covered with snow that Oliver

was carrying abundant gifts, their faces filled with New Year's joy. This joy was so dazzling,

clothing section, I found there was a New Year sale, and that many older women

out a discounted down jacket from a pile of sale items. The color and style of the jacket were only suitable

pulled out a card, and handed it over. The cashier swiped it and handed it back

sorry, this card can't be used. Can you use

was stunned for a while, then handed over another card. But just like before, the cashier said it couldn't be used. Faye awkwardly rummaged through her bag, her ears turning red. The

is it?" I

voice and turned around abruptly. Because of the sunglasses, I couldn't see her eyes, but I imagined she must be shocked and embarrassed

hundred and sixty-eight dollars," the

and handed over a

"Charge it to mine."

me, and handed the jacket to Faye. Faye's movements were slow and difficult as she took the jacket, but she eventually accepted it. After leaving

hurt her pride. We sat for a while, the cold air we brought in from outside had completely dissipated, and Faye finally spoke first, her tone uneasy and nervous. "Thank you. I'll pay you

two hundred dollars as well. I grew up in poverty and have been in such situations before. I understand that kind of embarrassment." Faye kept her head down, not saying a word. After

"I heard about

point, her voice choked up, as if she was too sad to continue.

seek his forgiveness once he calmed down. But he left so suddenly, and I never got the chance to apologize."

more important than Ethan

really regret it. I spent so much time making him angry and putting him in difficult situations. If I had another chance, I wouldn't do it again. There aren't many people in this world who are good to me. So when Ethan pampered me so much, I felt so

and blamed you, he always wanted you to be well. He always treated you like a little sister and

in a sore spot and suddenly covered her mouth, crying

I let

she finally took off her

your husband

a flash marriage with him. I didn't really know him. When we first got married, he was pretty good to me. But within a

like a wealthy and

bitter smile, "I

her and shook my head, saying, "No, I feel sad for Ethan. He worked so hard to fulfill your dreams, paving the way for you, but you didn't work hard enough

he openly brought a woman home. I was so angry that I argued with him. He said he would cut off my cards. I didn't expect him to be so ruthless. I bought this jacket for my mom, but now I have no income and have to get his approval for purchases. I can't buy anything expensive because he checks the accounts and scolds me if I spend too much." Holding my coffee, I said, "That's why a

despair, saying, "I haven't acted in a long time. Now, no

stars started with minor roles. It's

her face still streaked with tears, looking lost. I placed the money for the bill on the table, picked up my bag, and