"I hope you remember WHAT you said before—you said we shouldn’t meet alone ever again," Emily said, looking calmly at the uninvited guest standing in front of her.
It felt like ever since she’d joined the company, nearly every bit of drama had ambushed her right in this building.
And now, it was Amelia’s turn.
Emily knew exactly why Amelia looked so anxious and wound up—it was because she had left her message from yesterday on read. Not replying only made Amelia more desperate.
Amelia lifted her chin, trying to look composed. Her gaze flicked to Emily’s stomach. “You’ve done a good job hiding it...”
“You can pretend you never saw anything,” Emily replied coolly
Emily and Amelia were both taken to the nearby clinic for treatment. Before the way, Amelia kept her head down, sparing only two humiliated, angry glances at Emily and Theo before going quiet.No one really knew how the accident had happened.Emily recalled that she’d only been trying to get away from Amelia, who was badgering her endlessly. She’d taken a step forward, twisted her ankle slightly, and instinctively bent over for a moment. When she looked up, Amelia was already on the ground.Maybe Amelia had tried to grab her and lost her balance in the process.Amelia’s injuries were quite serious—her palms and legs were scraped up, and there was a nasty red gash across one of her calves, probably from hitting the edge of the steps. The clin
"I hope you remember WHAT you said before—you said we shouldn’t meet alone ever again," Emily said, looking calmly at the uninvited guest standing in front of her.It felt like ever since she’d joined the company, nearly every bit of drama had ambushed her right in this building.And now, it was Amelia’s turn.Emily knew exactly why Amelia looked so anxious and wound up—it was because she had left her message from yesterday on read. Not replying only made Amelia more desperate.Amelia lifted her chin, trying to look composed. Her gaze flicked to Emily’s stomach. “You’ve done a good job hiding it...”“You can pretend you never saw anything,” Emily replied coolly
Perhaps it was guilt gnawing at Aaron, but whatever the reason, he ended up staying for hours—well into the night—before finally leaving.The moment his foot stepped out the door, Amelia’s expression dropped like a mask slipping.Of course she thought this place wasn’t nearly big enough. Her sorry excuse of an ex-husband had made her sign a prenup before they got married, like she was some schemer he had to guard against.So when they split, all she was left with were a few gifts—nothing more.The car he gave her? Sold long before she came back. The designer bags and jewelry? Barely worth anything secondhand. She kept them for appearances&rsquo
Amelia spun around at the sound of Aaron’s voice, nearly dropping her phone in shock.Aaron had been in a foul mood all day—frustrated, irritable. As his car passed near Amelia’s apartment, he figured he’d stop by, since he hadn’t reached out to her in over a week.She’d given him the door code a while back, saying he could come by anytime. He didn’t expect to walk in and hear her sounding so agitated on the phone.He tossed his jacket onto the sofa, tugged at his pant leg as he sat down, and glanced up. Amelia was still frozen, her face full of panic."Why’re you so nervous?" he asked calmly, but there was a subtle edge in his voice.Her mouth opened, but no words came ou
Emily had just finished her check-up at the OB-GYN when Cecelia stepped in front of her, smiling and pretending to chat like they were old friends.It was weird—downright bizarre—considering how their last run-in had gone. Cecelia had been all high and mighty, telling her to step aside and give up the title of Mrs. Lopez.Now Cecelia was grinning and gushing about just confirming she was pregnant? What kind of show was she putting on? Emily had zero interest in hearing it.Emily didn’t want to hang around and raise suspicions, so after the third time politely saying she had somewhere to be and trying to sidestep Cecelia,
After Emily insisted repeatedly, Francie finally gave in and let her take a cab home alone.Aside from not wanting to risk exposing her pregnancy, she was also extremely cautious about keeping her new address private. She asked the driver to drop her off near a metro station and transferred lines herself before heading back.Her phone buzzed—it was Aaron’s mother, Sadie.The first thing she said was, “You filed for contested divorce? What were you thinking?”Her voice was calm, almost like she was just making casual conversation.Emily wasn’t sure how she found out so fast. “Yes. If you're calling to talk me out of it—”“
Aaron looked like he’d tear the paper the moment Emily agreed.The bar’s AC was blasting. With the customers gone, the room felt even colder. Aaron and Emily stood facing each other, tension thick in the air.Emily stared at him, her voice cool and steady. “Let me make this clear. I’m not giving up either.”A flicker of surprise passed through Aaron’s eyes.“YOU think you can throw your money and power around and I’ll just roll over? Please. I’ve dealt with you long enough to know—this is all you’ve got?” Her eyes sharpened, heavy with disdain.
Aaron nodded subtly toward one of the bodyguards nearby. The man stepped forward, pulled a folder from his briefcase, and laid it out neatly on the table in front of them. Just two pages. Emily’s eyes caught the two signatures at the bottom—Aaron’s and Francie’s.Francie instantly pointed at it, his voice rising. “Exactly! You told me this was just a ten grand loan. No deadline, no pressure.”“I never said that,” Aaron replied flatly.Francie’s mouth opened, incredulous. “But you only gave me ten grand! How the hell does that suddenly become two million?”He turned to Emily, his expression pleading. “Sis, you’ve gotta believe me. I only borrowed the money to open this place. I didn’t use
He’s really agreeing to sign? Since when is Aaron this easy to deal with? Emily wasn’t sure how to react—he had been acting a little unpredictable lately.Aaron probably received the divorce petition from her lawyer yesterday. With the attached evidence of infidelity, the court would almost certainly side with her and approve the divorce.At this stage, Aaron only had fourteen days to respond, and his only real move would be to challenge the validity of the cheating proof.She fully expected him to pull the same stunt—wait until the very last day just to drag it out and buy more time. She didn’t expect him to come to her this fast.She texted back: &