The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 72 "Lucky" Destroyed

Sophia waved her hand, and a few of her friends walked over, each giving Emily a look that screamed disdain.

Emily's brows knitted together as she eyed them warily. "What do you want?"

Sophia smirked, "Emily, these people are wary of you because you're Mrs. Smith of the Smith Family, but do you think I care? Don't kid yourself. Do you even know how Michael sees you?"

She turned to her friends and commanded, "Hold her down. Today, she's gonna kneel before me whether she likes it or not. You want 'Lucky,' right? Kneel, and it's yours."

Emily saw their smug faces and felt a wave of panic, but she didn't let it show. She wasn't a pushover anymore.

Taking a step back, Emily glared at them. "Sophia, this is illegal. Remember the cold storage incident? If you touch me today, Michael won't let it slide. No matter what my relationship with Michael is, if you lay a finger on me, you're disrespecting him. Think it through." Her last words were aimed at Sophia's friends.

protection. It was like two little voices in her head, one calling her a hypocrite, the other urging her to use Michael's status.

looked uneasy and whispered, "Mrs. Smith

of? With my backing, she's getting divorced from Michael; he won't care about her. Hold her down; I want her to kneel." She signaled two girls

the private room, and the atmosphere turned lively again. Everyone's attention drifted away from them. Though wary of Emily as the Smith Family's hostess, no one stepped in to help. They didn't want to get involved in this mess between the wife

Even if she couldn't get "Lucky" today, she couldn't let herself get hurt. She counted

Emily, her eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Emily,

night Michael threw up on her, a humiliation she still hadn't come to terms with. She wanted to take it all out

struggle, one of them slapped her. Emily was momentarily stunned, and the girls took advantage, pressing her down. Tears welled up in Emily's eyes,

ears ring and causing blood to trickle from the corner of her mouth. The force of the slap

gave me in the

forced to sit on the ground, but she didn't kneel. Her eyes were cold, like a sharp blade in the night, staring straight at Sophia. "Don't think you can always do as you please. The pain

and toyed with it. "You want this 'Lucky,'