Chapter 226 He Has Fallen for You

Emily felt like Michael was always looking down on her.

She rolled her eyes and snapped, "Shut up."

She expected Michael to fire back, maybe even get all dramatic and slam the table, but to her surprise, he actually shut up. Abigail watched them bicker and felt like the world had gone topsy-turvy.

Still, Abigail wasn't quite ready to let go of that "artist scumbag."

They'd been together for three days, the perfect whirlwind romance. She was head over heels, only to get dumped out of nowhere. To Abigail, it was worse than heartbreak.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she got, and soon enough, she was crying uncontrollably again.

Seeing this, Emily exchanged a helpless look with Michael and started consoling Abigail, one sentence at a time.

In the end, Michael had to leave Abigail's house alone.

Emily was really worried about Abigail, so she decided to stay and take care of her.

Michael asked, "You say she's hopeless, then what are you?"

In Michael's eyes, Emily had cried rivers over their issues.

Compared to her, Abigail's heartbreak was nothing.

Only the tragic heroines in love dramas could compare to her.

But Emily always felt like Michael was mocking her.

conflict between them. They were more like a couple on

furious, "Michael, are you done? Isn't it enough that you make fun of me in

was being unreasonable. "Who's making fun of you?

coldly, "Do you see

at a

"Thanks for getting rid of the scumbag today, but that's the only thing I'm thanking you for. We keep business and personal matters separate. Now that I've thanked you, I want you to leave immediately, Mr. Smith.

door, leaving Michael

and went upstairs to check on

window, tears in her eyes,

sighed and brought the food to Abigail, saying, "Drink some, you must be thirsty

was a great cook, especially when it

the bowl, saying, "Right now, only this can comfort my wounded soul." Seeing Abigail still able

of soup, feeling a

for the bowl to get more

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admired most about

Sure, she might cry her eyes

and pulled Emily closer. "Come on, spill it. What's going on with

exactly what I mean. Don't play dumb with me. I'm not

downstairs at Abigail's place, Michael was smoking and replaying the argument with Emily in his

dull and boring, hard

Emily's spirit-sometimes fragile, sometimes strong,

Emily was like water too. Gentle yet strong. And more importantly, he found

thinking back, Michael felt

back, and

could only cherish the little time they had left, cherish his

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