The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 52

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.

couldn't stand seeing

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

wasn't around. If Sophia was there, she

looking back, realizing his

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

even loved Sophia, but why did his heart ache a little when

affection? We've been together

judging by Emily's outburst, she probably wouldn't want familial love either. After

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

her 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, she was utterly defeated in front

of them slept

Michael eating in the living room,

to leave, Michael called

Emily didn't respond.

"Don't make

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

Michael quickly pinned her against the door. "Emily, I know 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 a

that. He reached out to hold her arm, but she

we agreed not to talk about love

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