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.

looked normal. She hadn't lost much weight, her hair was gently pulled back and

a book, looked up at them. She looked

me, or do you want to come and get back at me

Emilia’s eyes. Emilia slowly approached her while the two were only

times when she had been very young and Margie had been close to her, and had occasionally given her a natural smile, and had

to see you to get back at you or to torment you? All these years, in fact, apart from that incident, you have been sort of nonchalant and polite to me. I was

actually think like

suddenly looked

yet you still treat me with such kindness.

you really think that saving his life is enough to make Oscar miss a

mean by that? Wasn't everything your father did because of your mother? That's the kind of person he is. Even when he's

Emilia laugh sadly. She suddenly sat down right next to

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, would he have ignored me like this for so many years? You too have seen how I was brought up. You don't like me, and that's because

the hell are you going to

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 mood, and she really didn't feel like

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 the

you want to talk

know the answer to these things, and Emilia

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 thing was that he insisted on getting a surrogate to

was? That was his

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.

proved that he 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 the stupid things he has done in his life? Why does he insist on not divorcing you? Why does he think it was a stupid thing to force you to have an abortion back then? Haven't

loud that Margie looked up

a long moment, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, then she shook her head

these things deliberately to get back at me, aren't

felt that she wasn't the most

beings suffered, especially

could ask him to come back and ask about these things.