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.

anything for Sophia, couldn't stand seeing her bullied or suffering even

had been disgraced for plagiarism, he had managed to suppress the 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 Michael utterly

had shown her was only because Sophia wasn't around. If Sophia was there, she would never be Michael's

back, realizing his words might have really

didn't know where to start. Even he wasn't clear about his feelings for Sophia. He only knew

even loved Sophia, but why did his heart ache a

didn't know what kind of feelings he should have for Emily. He wondered, 'Is it familial affection? We've been

by Emily's outburst, she probably wouldn't want familial love either. After returning to her room, Emily threw herself

she had misplaced her deep feelings. When Michael

pretended to be in front of Sophia, no matter

slept well

Emily saw Michael eating in the living room, she didn't

leave, Michael called

Emily didn't respond.

repeated, "Don't make me say it

voice icy. "Do I need to spell it out? I don't want to eat with you. I don't want to sit at the same table with you. Happy now? If you want company,

said last night, but I didn't mean it like that. You're the hostess of the Smith Family, that's a fact, and

to hold her arm, but she stepped back,

we agreed not to talk about love

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