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

can I still be so thick?'

shown her was only because Sophia wasn't around. If

upstairs without looking back, realizing his

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

did his heart ache

He wondered, 'Is it familial affection? We've been together day and night for the past two years. Without romantic love, maybe familial affection isn't

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

not daring to cry out loud. All these years, she had misplaced her deep feelings. When Michael said Sophia wasn't a mistress, her

to be in front of Sophia, no matter how many times she made Sophia suffer, no matter how brilliantly she won, she was utterly

of them slept well that

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

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

Emily didn't respond.

repeated, "Don't make me say it

eat with you. I don't want to sit at the same table with you. Happy now? If you want company, go find Sophia. I'm

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

out to hold her arm, but she stepped back,

frowned. "Emily, we agreed not to

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