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.

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

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 terrifying and disgusting. 'Why did I ever

wasn't

Emily go upstairs without looking back, realizing his words might have really hurt

for Sophia. He only knew he had to protect her, couldn't hurt her, and

even loved Sophia, but why did his heart ache

have for Emily. He wondered, 'Is it familial affection? We've

wouldn't want familial love either. After returning to

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

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

them slept well

Emily saw Michael eating in the living

about to leave, Michael called out, "Come have

Emily didn't respond.

make me

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

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

to hold her arm, but she stepped back,

we agreed not to talk about

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