Betrayed by Husband, Divorced when Pregnant-Chapter 175 When Loneliness Calls

Emily’s POV

I just visited my dad in the hospital. The doctors informed me that his condition is getting worse and I can’t feel anything. I’m not sad. I’m not regretful. I just feel like I’m doing the natural thing a daughter would do for her dying father—get him the best treatment regardless if he’s gonna make it or not.

My dad never apologized for the wrong he did to me. He didn’t tell me that he regretted ending up killing his own grandchild. He didn’t give me a reason, even a stupid reason, for killing the love of my life.

I loathe him for so long and I still loathe him now that he’s dying.

Am I a bad daughter if I say I’m waiting for his death and I won’t cry if he dies? Am I a bad daughter if I say I won’t regret letting him go like this?

I don’t wanna dwell in the past and get drowned in the pain, but now that he’s struggling to survive, I feel like it’s his karma working.

I opened the door of my car but someone pushed it closed. Annoyed, I expected it to be the person who never fails to annoy me every single day.

“What now, Matt—” My words disappeared into thin air after I saw a man standing beside me. His face looks exactly like Matt Foster but I can feel that he’s a different person.

His jaws clenched as his eyes sharpened after he heard his twin brother’s name.

“So, I was right. You’re always with Matt. What are you doing to my brother, huh?”

I chuckled and shook my head. “Don’t worry. Soon he’ll introduce me to your family. Don’t be excited.”

His forehead creased. “What the fck are you talking about, whore?” fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

My face immediately turned blank because of his foul mouth. No one ever called me a whore. He’s the only one.

I slapped him angrily as my eyes sharpened. “You don’t have the right to insult me, Mason Foster. I’m not doing anything to your brother. He was the one who kept on disturbing me.”

He licked his bottom lip and laughed mockingly as his sharp eyes landed on me again. “What? You don’t like being called whore? You’re a whore, right? My brother picked you up from a whore bar. You are nothing but a dirty woman who only wants his money—”

I slapped him again, and this time, I gave it with a push.

“You bastard! You don’t even know me! Investigate about me, asshole! I’m richer than you, just so you know. And I don’t care about your fcking brother. It was him who got so fcking addicted to my fcking body. He even insisted on making me his girlfriend so if you can convince your stupid brother, tell him to leave me alone because I don’t fcking like him!”

I got in my car and gritted my teeth as I gripped the steering wheel. I don’t know if it’s because he has the same face as the man I’m starting to like, or I’m just becoming really affected by hurtful words that are being thrown at me.

I felt a lone tear roll down my cheek and I immediately wiped it angrily.

Why am I crying? He insulted me. I shouldn’t give a damn. That asshole is a complete stranger. I don’t even have a connection with him. So...why?

I jumped in shock when someone sat on the passenger seat. My lips parted when I saw Matt looking at me with a smile but his smile slowly faded after he saw my face. His eyes widened in fraction.

“What happened to you?”

I pressed my lips together and rolled my eyes. I supposed he didn’t witness his brother insulting me.

“Nothing. Get out. I’m going home.”

“I’m going home too, so I’ll stay here.”

My forehead creased. “You’re going home? To my house, you mean?”

He stared at me with a serious face. “Yes. So what?”

I clenched my jaws. “What can’t you understand, Matt? I don’t like you! I don’t wanna be with you! I don’t fcking need you in my home! I don’t fcking need you in my life?”

His lips parted as he stared at me. My eyes were sharp as I stared at his face. My heart was racing and hammering inside my chest. I feel like I’d lose my consciousness any minute from now.

It...hurts. I know I shouldn’t let Mason’s words affect me, but after everything I’ve been through, a single painful word can slit my heart and break it into pieces. My heart became so vulnerable instead of getting strong. I don’t know why. Or perhaps I thought I found someone I can rely on but the most important person in his life couldn’t accept me.

He clenched his jaws after. A few seconds. “We’ll talk when you calm down. For now, go home and take a rest.”

I watched him get out of my car silently. I swallowed hard. And bit my bottom lip as I gripped the steering wheel tighter.

I squeezed my eyes closed and looked down, calming myself down. After a few seconds, I started the engine and drove off to my condo unit.

This is insane! I was lonely without Kelly and Snow, but when Matt stayed here for two days, I felt alive. Now I’m alone again. I don’t know. The loneliness is killing me again. It’s eating my sane and I feel so...down.

I think I should get used to being alone again. Kelly deserves to be happy, so I won’t blame her for my loneliness. She should be with the man she wants to marry and me? I think I’m meant to be alone.

After taking a long bath, I slept on the couch without eating dinner. I don’t even care if my stomach is grumbling in hunger. I only woke up after I felt someone caressing my cheek and when I opened my eyes, my heart skipped a beat in nervousness after seeing a familiar’s eyes looking down at me.

What is he doing here?

My eyes widened in shock as I whispered his name, “K-Klay...”