The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 15 Begging for Divorce

At the dining table, Mason shot Emily a smile, noticing she looked a bit thinner since the last time he saw her.

"Emily, have you lost weight? Is Michael giving you a hard time again?" Mason asked, frowning.

Before Emily could answer, Scarlett chimed in, "With you around, who could possibly bully her?" She gave Emily a sarcastic glance.

Scarlett, despite being over fifty, looked like she was in her forties thanks to some serious upkeep. Like most rich ladies, she wasn't a fan of daughters-in-law from less wealthy backgrounds. Her disdain for Emily was pretty clear; she was cunning but not exactly bright.

"Did I ask you? Why are you butting in?" Mason snapped at Scarlett.

Scarlett, scolded by Mason, reluctantly shut her mouth.

"Grandpa, I think I've actually gained weight," Emily said, trying to lighten the mood.

Mason smiled again. "Eat up, you shouldn't always be dieting," he said, piling some of her favorite food onto her plate.

"Grandpa, you're so biased. You've never served me food before," came a voice before the person even appeared. Emily knew it was Michael's sister, Veda Smith.

Mason's face darkened as Veda in leather clothes, with colorful dyed hair and heavy makeup, walked in.

"Look at yourself! What's with your hair?" Mason was so mad at his rebellious granddaughter he nearly blew a gasket.

Veda ignored Mason, pulled out the chair next to Emily, and sat down. "Oh, Emily, finally showing your face?" Veda, around eighteen, was in her prime rebellious phase in the Smith family.

her, unsure

her and started eating like

and glared at Scarlett. "Is this the daughter you raised? No

eating and herself getting scolded, shot Emily a

You should glare at Veda.'

so rude at the table. Didn't you hear what your grandpa just said? What's with your

mean my hair?" She pulled at her hair, and the colorful wig came off, which she tossed on the table. "Fake, don't freak out." Emily

do you want to get punished by your

Then she looked at

how to remove makeup?" Her tone was neither friendly nor

grabbed her and walked out. When they reached the corridor, Emily shook off

you doing?" Emily eyed Veda

column, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Can't you see I'm helping you? Or do you want to stay there

had disliked her from the moment she married Michael. Veda had always

much of Veda either, seeing her as just a

to leave,

you going to divorce Michael?" Veda asked,

"What? Do you want to marry

could tolerate the Smith family's antics, but now that she and

enough, Veda reacted like a cat whose fur had been ruffled. "Nonsense, what are you talking

back, crossed her arms, and looked at her coldly. "Didn't you start talking nonsense