The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 88 Imprisoned

Emily said, "Mom, if you have something to say, just spit it out."

Scarlett, hearing Emily's words, decided to cut the crap and get straight to the point. "I was gonna be blunt with you anyway. Take this money and stay away from Daniel. Don't piss off Veda anymore, and don't tell your grandfather, or I'll stop paying for your mom's medical bills."

She added, "And also, before you divorce Michael, you shouldn't always stay in the hospital. You can't even get pregnant, yet you're always sick. It's bad luck! You're ruining the Smith family's reputation!"

After saying that, Scarlett covered her nose and coughed a few times, like she'd been somewhere super unlucky.

She then brushed off her clothes and left the guest room with a look of disgust.

So, they didn't want her in the master bedroom because they thought she was bad luck?

Staring at the bank card in front of her, Emily took a deep breath and sat down on the floor by the bed.

At that moment, she felt completely drained, utterly defeated.

She carefully replayed Scarlett's words in her mind.

Emily sighed. Ever since she married Michael, she'd been busy taking care of his every need.

She'd lost herself in the process.

After finally taking good care of him, now they blamed her for never having worked a day in her life?

These rich folks really knew how to flip the script!

Just then, Emily's phone rang. She glanced at it and immediately answered without thinking, "Abigail, your call couldn't have come at a better time!"

Abigail asked, "What's up? Miss me? Weren't you supposed to be living it up at the old mansion?"

Emily replied, "I'm back, but I haven't seen Grandpa yet. I'm in the guest room for now."

The Smith family is so broke they can't even hire a maid to clean the guest room, and you have to do

the way, I wanted to ask if you have any well-paying design gigs lately. I need to make some money." Although Emily used to make decent

find a way to take on more projects, drawing designs day

had no idea how she'd

the two options, the

was why Emily

but Emily, don't get your hopes

and their profits have noticeably dropped, so..."

she made her suffer, and she wouldn't

the phone, Emily

no choice but to agree to

couldn't take on odd jobs, nor could she reveal

swallow this humiliation for

little did Emily know, her adventures at the old mansion

cleaned the guest room from top to bottom.

to find something to eat

soon as she tried to turn the door

door was completely

could she be so

she was led to a guest

realize this was a long-planned

old mansion needed repairs, and she was

noon and hadn't eaten much. Now, in the afternoon, she was

all my fault. You're

of this, Emily felt even worse. She started knocking on the door and calling for help, but there was no response from outside. It was merely early evening, so where were the

main hall of the old mansion was bustling and

this one, I made the fish! I

refreshed after