The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 225 Artist Scumbag

Emily practically burst into Abigail's house, with Michael right on her heels, worried she might trip. He kept muttering, "Abigail's tough. You know she can handle herself, right?"

True enough, ever since Emily had known Abigail, no one had ever managed to push her around. It was always Abigail doing the pushing. But this time, Emily was worried because matters of the heart were different. Relationships could hurt, and Emily believed women always got the short end of the stick.

She glanced back at Michael, who didn't argue, understanding her urgency. They reached the door, both out of breath.

"Abigail! Abigail!" They knocked and called out in unison. Soon, Abigail opened the door, tears streaming down her face, and threw herself into Emily's arms, sobbing. Michael couldn't help but joke, "That outfit's gonna be a mess." Only then did Abigail notice Michael was there too. It was rare for both of them to show up together, but she couldn't care less about gossip now. She pointed inside, "Michael, you're just in time... get that jerk out of here, right now." Jerk? The guy was still in the house? Emily admired Abigail's guts even more, while Michael, without hesitation, stormed into the room, forgetting his usual CEO composure.

The guy was tall and skinny, with deep-set eyes, long hair, and a quirky outfit. Emily instantly pegged him as an artist, probably someone Abigail met at work. After some questioning, she confirmed that her hunch was right. The guy claimed they weren't in a relationship, just a one-night stand.

Wait, a one-night stand? Emily was floored. She looked at Abigail, who was still crying her eyes out. Michael seemed lost, and Emily, frustrated, whispered to him, "Do something!"

Michael was taken aback. "How would I know what to do about a one-night stand? Don't make it sound like I'm an expert!"

Emily was even more surprised. "Aren't you?"

might have been more than one night. Michael should be familiar with

Michael was even more annoyed. He had come to help Emily deal with a jerk, but now she was throwing shade

need proof to talk. What one-night stand? When did I ever have

tell me if

point is, I

asked, "Who knows

didn't. How do

click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Emily said, "It's not up to me. You know

didn't. Just because you say I did, doesn't mean I

cut in, "Aren't I the one who got dumped? Why are you two

the "artist scumbag." Michael was the first to speak, "Do you have a wife?" "Michael, what kind of question is that?" Emily thought Michael was

don't get it. I'm just being thorough." But Michael didn't pick up on Emily's irritation. He didn't realize Abigail's situation was making Emily think about

the guy answered

sigh of relief. "So what's your deal? Are you leaving because you think

guy seemed set on breaking up with Abigail. He took Michael's thinly veiled insults without a fight, which made Michael even more suspicious. "If you want to leave, give me your home address, work address, phone number, and all your social media contacts. You