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

the night. By 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 money as a designer for

more projects, drawing designs day and night, or maybe, get

no idea how she'd cover Isabella's medical bills

the two options, the former seemed more

why Emily was

can ask around for you, but

with Sophia, Moonlit Treasures took a big hit, and their profits have noticeably dropped, so..."

made her suffer, and she wouldn't dare to plagiarize

Emily looked at the bank

choice but to agree to

take on odd jobs, nor could she reveal

just swallow this humiliation for now,

at the

room from top to bottom. The room finally looked a bit more

of relief, ready to find

she tried to turn the door lock, the

completely locked from

could she

to a guest room that was falling

didn't realize this was a long-planned scheme

thought most of the old mansion needed

at noon and hadn't eaten much. Now, in the afternoon, she was troubled by more worries. She hadn't even had a sip of water, let alone a

"Baby, it's all my fault. You're suffering

help, but there was no response from outside. It was merely early evening, so where were the

bleak and cold guest room, the main hall of the old mansion

this dish, how is it? And this one, I made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you must try it!" Mason

from his room, feeling refreshed after a good nap, and his appetite