The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 229 Playing the Good Person Again

A sudden, loud banging on the door jolted Emily and Abigail awake.

Abigail groaned, "Emily, can you get the door? I need a few more minutes of sleep."

Even though Abigail was closer to the door, she was too lazy to get up, acting like she was glued to the bed. With no other choice, Emily slipped on her slippers and went to answer the door.

Still half-asleep and confused, Emily opened the door and was immediately slapped in the face, which snapped her fully awake. She looked up to see a group of furious women standing there.

The woman leading the pack glared at her with such intensity, it felt like she wanted to tear her apart.

Emily racked her brain. She hadn't been to work in days and hadn't offended anyone. Who were these people?

"Who are you?" Emily asked. The woman slapped her again and started yelling, "Who am I? You don't deserve to know! You homewrecker, look at you with that pathetic face. Is this how you seduced my husband? Did he satisfy you? How was he in bed?"

The woman's words were brutal, and she got angrier as she spoke.

In no time, she was about to slap Emily again.

But Emily could already feel blood at the corner of her mouth, and the taste of it made her feel both wronged and humiliated.

In her relationship with Michael, she was the one who had been wronged.

A mistress deserved to be hit.

But she wasn't a mistress.

know who

the corner of

heard the

stood protectively in front

was stunned. "Wh-what? Two

behind her quickly chimed in. "How could you not check what the mistress looks like before coming here? We might have

She shouted at them, "Disturbing people early in the morning is one thing, but hitting my friend is another! Do you know who she is?

course, Abigail wasn't just shouting

informed Michael, who was in the middle of a meeting. Michael didn't waste a second. He dismissed the meeting

"It's all my

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no, that jerk's fault. Once this is over,

Abigail nodded tearfully.

Just then, Michael arrived.

mouth, he immediately pulled Abigail aside and checked on Emily. "How are you? Does it

His concern was genuine.

actions took both Emily and Abigail by

If this was fate...

it must

"I'm

hurt

flashed in her mind, and she had tears in her eyes, though not

it not hurt? Her face is still swollen. Michael, feel it yourself!" Abigail, with her sharp eyes and quick mind, immediately helped

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