Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

After saying that, Emilia led Ivan straight away and closed the door forcefully behind her.

Oscar sat where he was and laughed at himself.

"Are you going to see Margie now?"

After sitting in the car, Ivan asked Emilia cautiously.

"Yes, I want to see her, and I have to see her."

"Didn't you say that you only wanted to experience love? Why do you bear all the bitterness and hurt in her heart as well?"

The person in front of him, however, suddenly smiled at Ivan.

"Why are you still so stupid? Several of Emilia's other personalities have merged, and their emotions and memories are in my head. I now took on all the hard feelings, anger, and pain for her. Whether it was affection or love, as long as she kept herself shut down in cowardice, I had to bear it all. In fact, sometimes I wonder if she and I are one and the same. Why is it that I can feel all her hurts while she cowardly keeps herself in one place?"

"So now Emilia has only one split personality, you, right?"

Ivan asked with excitement, while Emilia smiled indifferently.

"I'm the only one that exists, so all the pain is on my shoulders. You have to be kind to me. If I didn’t take it, I might go jump off the building again. Ivan, I'll leave eventually. If I leave, will you shed a tear, and will you pity me for such a fleeting existence?"

"I'll remember all of you as you were, and I'll remember everything that happened between us. You were a part of her, and she was actually a part of you. You were never subordinate to each other. You were one person."

The woman laughed, however. She hung her head, while her voice suddenly sounded a little sad.

"Drive on. Some things should be settled anyhow."

Ivan drove to where Margie lived, which was a garden house in the suburbs.

It was just that it was now winter and from outside, no flowers or plants could be seen, only lots of bare branches.

The two had already said at Oscar's place that they were coming over, so after getting out of the car and giving their names, the bodyguards opened the door and led them inside.

much weight, her hair was gently pulled back and she

took off her jacket as she walked in. Margie, who was reading a book, looked up at them. She looked a little surprised, then put the book down in her hands and

you guys coming to have a good laugh at me, or do you want to come

eyes. Emilia slowly approached her while the two were

thought of the times when she had been very young and Margie had been close to

incident, you have been sort of nonchalant and polite to me. I was never the one who suffered the most in this affair. It was

actually think

suddenly looked down

and mentally ill, yet you still treat me with such kindness. I don't know who you're like. Your mother? It's a pity I didn't

Oscar probably doesn't know what kind of person my mother is either. Do you really think that saving his life is enough to make Oscar miss a woman for so many years, or even keep

kind of person he is. Even when he's done wrong, he won't admit it. He's just so stubborn, and he'll never turn back

sadly. She suddenly sat down

about this? If I were really the daughter of someone he loved dearly, would he have ignored me like this

the hell are

a sullen face. She always felt that today Emilia was not quite right and very different from the past. What she was saying was putting her in an even more irritable

wouldn't love me, and why he didn't dote on his daughter as intimately as other fathers do. I'm so confused that I want an answer from him. Do you know how ridiculous

want to talk to me about these

these things, and

four stupid things in his life. The first thing was to forcefully marry you by mistaking you for the person who saved his life, even though you plainly refused. The second thing was to force a divorce on you and even make you miscarry, and the third

what the last stupid thing was?

he do if he knows he's done wrong? Does he let me off the hook? Not. He even threatened me

had done a foolish thing in his life. If I really am the daughter of his greatest love, shouldn't he be happy that I exist? Why does he regard me as one of

questions were so loud that Margie looked up in

welled up in her eyes, then she shook her head

talking nonsense. You're saying these things deliberately to get back at me, aren't you? I

suddenly felt that she

all beings suffered,

back and ask about these things. He's the stupidest coward in the world, and the stupidest person in