As Emily walked out, Logan was already standing beside the car, visibly impatient.She approached him. "Mr. Morgan."Logan saw her and couldn’t help but burst out, "Where did you go? Everyone has left, and it’s just you. If there had been a bus, I would have driven off myself. Do you know how many people are secretly laughing at me?"Logan pointed to a few security guards at the entrance.They stood perfectly straight, not glancing over even once.Emily sneered inwardly. Logan’s proud ego was bruised again. He believed he should be admired, but standing here alone, he felt his noble status was tainted.Emily didn't argue, instead, she meekly apologized, "I’m sorry."Logan didn’t want to make a scene in public; he still had to maintain his refined image."Get in the car."Emily opened the back door, ready to get in, when a large hand slammed it shut.Logan said irritably, "Sit in the front seat."The back seat was typically reserved for those of higher status; in Logan’s eyes, she wasn
Alex was in a foul mood.Tonight's banquet ended hastily, and neither of his sons had chosen a girl to his satisfaction, leaving him very upset.Mandy handed him a cup of hot tea. "You ate so little tonight. Have some tea to relax.""I don't have an appetite," Alex said, holding a cigarette but not feeling like smoking. "I'm really depressed. I used to worry about my two sons staying single. Now that they have girls they like, I can't be happy. One girl is too eager, and the other dresses too provocatively. They don't seem like well-bred girls."Alex was angry, and Mandy sat beside him, speaking gently. "Being parents means constantly worrying about our children. When they're young, we worry about their health and studies. When they grow up, we worry about their marriages. We are a wealthy family, and our young sons will attract many girls with ulterior motives.""Yes," Alex sighed. "I want my sons to be happy, so I don't insist they marry wealthy girls. As long as the girls they like
Sophia couldn't retort and just glared at Emily angrily. Grace also remained silent.Laughter came from the living room. Grace thought Herry was laughing at them but found him watching TV on the sofa."I didn't sleep well last night. Mom, I'm going to take a nap," Sophia said.Grace stopped her. "Not so fast. Go say hello to your father first."Sophia frowned, annoyed. "No need. I'm tired and don't want to talk to him."Grace glared at her. "Listen to me. I'm your mother, and I won't harm you. Now, go to the study.""Fine," Sophia muttered and went to the study. Grace paused a moment before following her.Emily turned her attention back to her cooking, placing the omelet on a plate and setting it on the dining table. "Herry, breakfast is ready."Herry was reluctant to leave the sofa, engrossed in his cartoons. "Bring it over here for me to eat!"With Logan and Grace absent, Emily didn't want to indulge Herry's bad behavior. "I'll count to three. If you don't come over to eat, I'll thr
Emily smiled and stopped arguing with her.She realized that Sophia always interpreted things with her limited intelligence.There was no point in arguing with Sophia. The real show was yet to come, and Emily just needed to wait.In the following days, Sophia and her mother Grace received numerous phone calls.Previously, Emily didn't know much about the lives of the wealthy, but now she discovered that the richer people were, the more snobbish they seemed.Emily didn't know the exact status of the Norman family, but she could sense some of it from the changes in their daily lives.One of the most obvious changes was the sudden increase in visitors to the Morgan household.Some people claimed they wanted to visit Logan Morgan, some said they wanted to be friends with Sophia, and some admired Grace's taste. They had many reasons, but their ultimate goal was the same: to establish good relations with the Morgan family.Logan enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He was v
"Sigh, it's my fault," Grace said remorsefully. "I've neglected Sophia since she was young. She grew up with her father, and how could a man take proper care of a child? So, Sophia's health has never been good. She had a fever a few days ago. I didn't think much of it, but it turned out to be pneumonia. By the time we got to the hospital, the doctor said the baby might be at risk of miscarriage.""I don't believe you!" Carol slammed the teacup onto the coffee table, spilling the tea. She was furious. "Right now, let's go to the hospital. I don't trust a word you say."With that, Carol abruptly stood up, ready to storm into the kitchen.Grace hurriedly grabbed her. "Wait, don't be hasty. Sophia has been distressed about this too…"Carol wasn't a fool. Grace's attitude made her understand her intentions. She shouted, "She's probably secretly happy! She seduced a richer man and now wants to back out, right? I remember a few months ago, she used the baby to force Nathan to marry her. Now
"Madam, please don't be too discouraged. Your situation is not too serious. The ability to conceive is closely related to one's emotional state. Please keep a positive attitude and cooperate with the treatment. I believe you will have a healthy baby."It was the hottest season in LA, but Emily Carter, just out of the hospital, felt like she was enveloped in a chill as if a cold breeze had swept over her, causing her body to uncontrollably shiver.Her Mother-in-law, Carol, stood at the hospital entrance, grabbed Emily's hand as soon as she saw her, and snatched the health report from her, murmuring incessantly, "Let me see. How can someone be married for so many years without having a child?"Emily instinctively tried to snatch the report back.But Carol pushed her away, disregarding Emily's pale face, and opened the report right there on the street.Emily staggered back, almost falling. The recent stress had taken a toll on her, and she realized that she hadn't drunk water for a long
An hour later, Emily returned to the Reed family's villa.As soon as she entered, Emily saw Carol peeling an apple for Sophia.Nathan, on the other hand, sat by, his gaze fixed on Sophia's slightly swollen belly. His face bore a tenderness she had never seen before.They appeared to be a harmonious family.Emily pushed the door open and Carol's smile faded. "I thought you had left... Sophia, don't mind her, have an apple."Sophia looked uneasy as she tried to stand, clutching her waist.Nathan squeezed her hand. "Sit down, don't worry about anything else."Nathan stood up, his imposing figure dominating the room. "Emily, let's talk."Upstairs was her and Nathan's bedroom.Unfortunately, in the four years since, Nathan's visits home could be counted on one hand, mostly confined to the study.Entering the room, he approached the bed, lit a cigar, his voice icy. "Speak, what are your conditions?"Emily was puzzled. "What?""How much money will it take for you to agree to a divorce?" Nath
Nathan immediately dialed for an ambulance.The sound of the ambulance echoed downstairs. Each sound seemed to pierce Emily's ears.Nathan carried Sophia into the car, rushing down the stairs without looking back at Emily even once.Carol stood at the door, hands on hips, chest heaving with anger. She instructed the maid to throw all of Emily's belongings out and then pushed her out of the gate."You wretched woman, how dare you attempt to murder the future heir of our Reed family. Get out, don't ever stay in our house again!"With a loud bang, the villa's gate slowly closed before Emily's eyes.Emily looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails almost pierced into her flesh.In truth, she didn't have much belongings. When she married Nathan, besides some basic necessities, she brought nothing else into this villa except for a pair of earrings left by her mother and some basic living supplies. The earrings were her mother's legacy, which