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."

so broke they can't even hire a maid to

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 lucky

how she'd cover Isabella's

options, the former seemed more

Emily was

"I can ask around for you, but

hit, and their profits have noticeably dropped, so..." But despite everything, Emily didn't regret dealing with

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

Emily looked at the

to agree

on odd jobs, nor could

swallow this humiliation for now, Isabella's

her adventures at the old mansion were just

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

a sigh of relief, ready to find something to eat

as she tried to turn the door lock, the

the door was completely locked from

she

all places, she was led to

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

mansion needed repairs, and she

eaten much. Now, in the afternoon, she was troubled by more worries. She

my fault. You're

but there was no response

the main hall

I made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe,

his room, feeling refreshed after a good nap,