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.

hair was gently pulled back and she was wearing a

reading a book, looked up at them. She looked a little surprised, then put the book down

doing here? What? Are you guys coming to have a good laugh at me, or do you want to come and get back at me for what I did

her while the two were only a few meters apart, she

had been very young and Margie had been close to her, and had occasionally given her a natural smile, and had had such rare moments

in fact, apart from that 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 Oscar

think like

looked down

heard you've been so hurt and mentally ill, yet you still treat me with such kindness. I

know what my mother was like. In fact, Oscar probably doesn't know what kind of person my mother is either. Do you really

Wasn't everything your father did because of your mother? That's the kind of person he is. Even when he's done wrong, he

made Emilia laugh sadly. She suddenly sat

to me all these years and does not care for me at all, as if I were the daughter born to his enemies. He only does some duty to me but refuses to be close to me. Have you not thought about this? If I were really the daughter of someone he loved dearly,

hell are

asked with a sullen face. She always felt that today Emilia was not quite right and very different from the past. What she was saying was

dote on his daughter as intimately as other fathers do. I'm so confused that

to talk to

the answer to these things, and Emilia spoke as though she hardly

done 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

last stupid thing was?

me what stupid things he does? I've come this far with him and there's no turning back for anyone. What can he do if he knows he's done wrong? Does he let me off the hook? Not. He even threatened me and made me stay in this place to torture me. I never felt

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 the stupid things he has done in his life? Why does he insist on not divorcing you? Why

so loud that Margie

long moment, tears suddenly welled up in

these things deliberately to get back

she wasn't the most

suffered, especially

believe it? You can call and ask him yourself. You could ask him to come back and ask about these things. He's the stupidest coward in the world, and