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 her bullied or

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,

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

back, realizing his words might have really hurt

about his feelings for Sophia. He only knew he had

why did

familial affection? We've been together day and night for the past two years.

wouldn't want familial love either. After returning to her room, Emily threw

these years, she had misplaced her deep feelings. When Michael said Sophia wasn't a mistress, her heart hurt so

emotions dissipated at that 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,

of them slept well

in the living room, she

as she was about to leave, Michael called

Emily didn't respond.

make me

don't want to sit at

you're mad about what I said last night, but I didn't mean it 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

reached out to hold her arm, but she stepped back, refusing his

not to talk about

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