Chapter 52 You Are Mrs. Smith

She'd known about their relationship forever, and Michael wasn't clueless about her thing with Sophia, either. So, what was there to explain?

Michael sighed, "Emily, I get it, you don't like her. But humiliating her in public? Isn't that a bit much?"

Emily scoffed, her heart aching. "Humiliated her? Was it me who made her a mistress?"

Michael's face darkened, his tone icy. "I told you, she's not a mistress."

Emily was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice trembling. "So, I'm the mistress, right?"

Michael looked at her, his expression suddenly pained. "That's not what I meant."

Emily didn't turn back. "Then what do you mean? In love, the one who isn't loved is the mistress. Is that what you mean?"

Without waiting for Michael's response, she stormed upstairs.

Emily hadn't realized she was the mistress all along. 'Michael's right, why am I even comparing myself to Sophia?'

She could never measure up to his Sophia. Whether in the past or now, Emily thought she at least had a little place in Michael's heart, but now she knew she had none.

for Sophia, couldn't stand seeing

scandal and keep Sophia employed at the company. 'How can I still be so thick?' Emily couldn't help but ask herself. Now, Emily found

warmth Michael had shown her was only because Sophia wasn't around. If Sophia was there,

go upstairs without looking back, realizing his

clear about his feelings for Sophia. He only knew he had to protect her, couldn't hurt

thought he liked, even loved Sophia, but why did his

affection? We've been together day and night for the past two years. Without romantic love, maybe

familial love either. After returning to her room, Emily threw

she had misplaced her deep feelings.

moment. No matter how strong she pretended to be in front of Sophia, no matter how many times she made Sophia suffer, no matter how brilliantly she won, she was utterly defeated

them slept well

in the living room, she didn't want to

she was about to leave, Michael called out, "Come

Emily didn't respond.

repeated, "Don't make me say

with you. I don't want to sit

like that. You're the hostess of the Smith Family, that's a fact, and no one thinks you're a mistress." Emily stepped back, her eyes cold. "Really? No one thinks I'm a mistress? What about you? Do

hold her

not to

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