The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

The cop put down his pen, looking pretty annoyed at the crying woman in front of him. She was giving him a major headache. He waved his hand to shush her and said, "Look, his wife got hurt, and she's innocent, right? Stop crying and apologize to her first."

The woman disregarded the cop's advice. She reluctantly turned her head and saw Michael staring at her. His intense look scared her into stopping her tears, but she still straightened up and said defiantly, "Sure, your wife got hurt, but her friend caused me emotional pain! So, do you think emotional pain doesn't matter?"

She went on, "I just slapped her twice. She didn't mind then, and now she wants to make a big deal out of it. What, does she want to hit me in front of my husband and this mistress?"

Her sharp words made Abigail cry even harder. Seeing this, Emily stepped forward and warned, "I already told you, stop calling my friend a mistress. It's your husband who can't control himself, clinging to my friend like a mad dog!" "We even asked him, and he said he didn't have a wife. Your husband doesn't care about you. Shouldn't you think about ditching him instead of lashing out at other victims, while he escapes blame like a spineless worm lurking behind the scenes?"

The room went silent for a moment. The woman's face turned red with shame. She glanced at the jerk beside her, wishing she could disappear. This round, they had won.novelbin

Michael realized he sometimes underestimated Emily. She might not be great with words, but when she argued back, she could leave people speechless. She usually played the nice person, but when it mattered, she stood up for her friends. Good! This was the energy they needed!

Michael followed up on her words, holding Emily's hand, and said to the woman, "My wife wouldn't hurt a fly, but look at what you've done to her. I'm telling you, my wife is a good person, but she's not a pushover. Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered. She was stunned by your slaps and couldn't speak, but now I'm here, and as her husband, I have to stand up for her!"

The atmosphere froze again. This couple's fighting spirit was something else!

Everyone looked at Emily, making her even more embarrassed. Michael was saying all sorts of things. A simple apology would have been enough, but why was he exaggerating? Wouldn't hurt a fly? Was that really her?

Emily lowered her head in embarrassment but saw Abigail getting excited along with Michael. She decided to join in the shouting.

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Seeing things spiraling out of control, the cop snapped at the woman, "This is your fault! Hurry up and apologize to her! She's right! Your husband's a cheater. If you can't handle it, just get a divorce!"

After that, it turned into a marriage counseling session for the woman and her scumbag husband. Michael took Emily and Abigail and left.

Abigail, always quick to let go, felt sleepy as soon as she got in the car. Michael couldn't help but tease, "I've seen people who bounce back quickly, but never someone who can sleep at a time like this."

Abigail pouted, "What else can I do if I can't sleep? Keep crying? I have an event tomorrow. If my eyes are all puffy from crying, no one will look at me..."

"It's really sad. I finally get into a relationship, only to be forced into being a mistress. No, I wasn't even qualified to be a mistress; he didn't even tell me. In my next life, I don't want to be a woman. It's hard enough being a woman, even harder being a gullible one," she sighed.

Hearing Abigail's self-pity and harsh words about herself, Emily couldn't help but take it seriously. She needed to break Abigail's wrong mindset.

"Abigail, what are you saying? You're not a mistress, nor are you someone who breaks up families. This is all that man's fault, it has nothing to do with that woman, and even less to do with you. From now on, you can't talk about yourself like that, and I won't allow you to."

"Who says they're not even fit to be a mistress? Is 'mistress' a good word? By saying that, you're just belittling yourself and admitting what others say. We can't undervalue ourselves. That man should be the one regretting, for betraying a loving wife and hurting a sweet girl like you!"

Emily frowned and gave Abigail's hand a serious tap. Abigail immediately corrected herself, joking with Emily, "Emily, you're so good to me. I know I was wrong. I won't talk about myself like that anymore. Who's a mistress? I'm not, I'm a moral person!"

Not long after, Abigail fell asleep on Emily's shoulder. Michael saw this through the rearview mirror and noticed Emily's gaze drifting out the window.

He couldn't help but speak up, "You said it well, no one wants to be a mistress, and Abigail isn't one. She shouldn't undervalue herself or be influenced by others. But... I noticed you react strongly to the word 'mistress'; what's going on?" Michael's question made Emily want to laugh. Didn't he know why? In a way, he was no different from that scumbag earlier, just slightly better, but still lacking.

But she held it in and coldly replied, "Nothing, I just hate mistresses."

Michael was pretending not to know; Emily thought he was testing her limits. Sophia and Evelyn were both mistresses. They had teamed up to ruin her and her mother's happiness, didn't Michael know that?

Seeing Emily's face grow darker, from willing to talk to silent, Michael knew Emily misunderstood him. But he was just simply concerned.