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

the company. 'How can I still be so thick?' Emily couldn't help but ask herself. Now, Emily found Michael

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

looking back, realizing his words might have really

for Sophia. He only knew he

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

familial affection? We've been

either. After

blanket, not daring to cry out loud. All these years, she had misplaced her deep

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

them slept well

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

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

Emily didn't respond.

make me

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

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

to hold her

"Emily, we agreed not to talk about love

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