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."

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

master bedroom is being cleaned, so I'm crashing in the guest room for 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 Moonlit Treasures, it was nothing

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

she'd cover

the two options, the former seemed

was why Emily was urgently asking

"I can ask around for you, but Emily, don't get

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

suffer, and she wouldn't

the phone, Emily looked at the bank

but to

was pregnant and couldn't take on odd jobs, nor

just swallow this humiliation for now, Isabella's treatment could

Emily know, her adventures at the old

and cleaned the guest room from top to bottom. The room finally looked a bit

a sigh of relief, ready to find something to eat and check if Mason

tried to turn the door lock, the handle fell off

door was completely

could she

was led to a

was a long-planned scheme

most of the old mansion needed repairs,

afternoon, she was troubled by more worries. She hadn't even had

it's all my fault.

felt even worse. She started knocking on the door and calling for help, but there was no response

guest room, the main hall of the old mansion

the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you must try it!" Mason sat at the

from his room, feeling refreshed after a good nap,