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.

do anything for Sophia, couldn't stand seeing her bullied or

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 ask herself. Now,

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

looking back,

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

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

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

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

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

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

of them slept well that

the living room, she didn't

was about to leave, Michael called

Emily didn't respond.

"Don't make

her 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.

didn't mean it like that. You're the hostess of the Smith Family, that's a

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

"Emily, we agreed not to

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