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."

can't even hire a maid to clean the guest room, and you have

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

a way to take on more projects, drawing designs day and night, or maybe, get

idea how she'd

the two options, the former seemed

Emily was urgently

but Emily, don't get your hopes up

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

her suffer, and she

hanging up the phone, Emily looked at

but to agree to Scarlett's demands for

odd jobs, nor could she reveal her identity as

that if she could just swallow

know, her adventures at the old mansion

got all her clothes organized and cleaned the guest room from top to bottom. The room finally

to find something to

soon as she tried to turn the door lock,

door was completely locked from

could she be so

to a guest room that was falling

didn't realize this was a long-planned scheme by Scarlett and

mansion needed

the afternoon, she was troubled by more worries. She hadn't even had a sip of water, let alone a bite

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

but there was no response from outside. It

bleak and cold guest room, the main

one, I made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you must try it!"

room, feeling refreshed after a