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

plagiarism, he had managed to suppress the scandal and keep Sophia employed at the company. 'How can I still be so thick?' Emily

wasn't around. If Sophia was

without looking back, realizing his words might have really

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

Sophia, but why did his heart ache

Emily. He wondered, 'Is it familial affection? We've been together day and night for the

love either. After returning to her room, Emily threw herself onto the

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 heart hurt so much she couldn't

moment. No matter how strong she pretended to be in front of Sophia, no matter how many

them slept

Emily saw Michael eating in the living room, she

leave, Michael called out, "Come have

Emily didn't respond.

repeated, "Don't make me say

I don't want to eat with you. I don't want to sit

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

expect that. He reached out to hold

we agreed not

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