Chapter 53 Be My Secret Lover

After a solid two hours, James casually tossed Emily's clothes at her and untied her hands.

He plopped down on the other side of the couch, lit a cigarette, then quickly put it out, remembering she was pregnant. He squinted at Emily, who was trembling as she got dressed.

Emily felt sore all over; her back was scraped up from the tiny shards and debris on the coffee table, making even the slightest touch painful.

James had left no part of her body untouched. Luckily, he had been careful enough not to harm the baby.

Emily didn't feel any discomfort and let out a small sigh of relief. Even though she was deeply troubled, all she wanted was to get out of here as fast as possible.

Just as Emily finished dressing, she heard James's cold voice from across the room. "Come here!"

Emily's steps, aimed at fleeing, halted. She really didn't want to go to him.

Seeing Emily's hesitant and evasive demeanor, James grew even more irritated. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't come over, I'll make love to you in front of others."

Emily immediately ran to James and sat down obediently, lowering her head. But her small face still showed signs of distress.

'Why does James have the right to threaten me? Why does he treat me this way?' The more Emily thought about it, the sadder she became, and the more she wanted to cry. She lowered her head, tears falling silently, not wanting James to see.

Emily's tears made James feel a bit agitated. He couldn't understand why he always had an irresistible desire for Emily, but he had no interest in Olivia.

For Emily, who repeatedly defied him and had unclear relationships with John, James couldn't control himself.

During the time he hadn't seen Emily, James felt a constant ache, as if something was missing. Seeing her now, making love to her, pressing her hard beneath him, he finally felt that the missing part of his heart was filled. He seemed to have an irresistible attraction to Emily.

"Emily, abort this child and stay with me. I'll give you whatever you want." James was not one for internal conflict; he had always pursued what he desired with determination. Since he couldn't let go of Emily, he might as well make her his mistress until he got tired of her.

Hearing this, Emily finally looked up, seeing James's matter-of-fact expression, and clenched her fists.

'James, how could you say such a thing? What do you take me for? What do you take the child in my belly for?' she thought.

"Whatever I want?" Emily laughed bitterly. "Mr. Smith, what I want is for you to marry me again and completely break off with Olivia."

James frowned. "Emily, you know that's impossible."

Emily sneered, "So, Mr. Smith, you mean for me to abort this child and be your mistress?"

"If you think so, then yes." James slightly raised his eyes, his gaze cold, but his tone was serious.

James had some weird feelings for Emily, but not enough to drop everything and marry her again. He couldn't cut ties with Olivia either. "Be my mistress, and I'll give you a ton of money. Isn't that what you want? You came here to work as a hostess because John didn't give you what you needed. Being with a guy like him left you in this mess, which shows he doesn't care about you either. You might as well abort his kid and be my mistress. I'm generous; as long as you keep me happy, I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

James looked down at Emily, not seeing anything wrong with what he said.

Emily's nails dug into her palms as she glared at James, thinking he was so despicable. "James, aren't you afraid I'll go to Olivia and let her know?"

"Go ahead." A trace of malice flashed in James's eyes, and he sneered, "If I dare to do this, I have the means to handle it. Emily, don't test my patience."

Emily closed her eyes, her heart aching to the point of suffocation. She needed to calm down; she had to protect the baby and couldn't let her emotions get the best of her.

Her tears had long dried up, her eyes dry and uncomfortable. Emily looked at James and said, "James, I won't abort this child, nor will I be your mistress!"

'I can't understand why Emily is so attached to this child. Clearly, John doesn't care about her or the baby, leaving her so destitute that she has to work here, yet she still refuses to abort the child and be with me.' Thinking about it, James felt a sudden pang of jealousy.

James said, "What's so great about John? Is he worth you protecting his child so much? Don't you want money the most? Why can you give up everything for him? That's not like you, Emily."

James's tone was mocking, and Emily couldn't hold back any longer, blurting out, "This child is yours! James!"

She stared at him with red eyes, meeting his gaze fearlessly, filled with endless grievance and pain.

James's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look away. He hadn't expected that even at this point, Emily would still claim the child was his. He wished the child were his. But it was impossible. "Emily! You're still lying. I won't acknowledge it!"

"I don't need you to acknowledge it! I'll raise this child myself! This child has nothing to do with you, Mr. Smith! And please don't appear in front of me again, Mr. Smith!" Emily screamed in anger, as if venting all her grievances from this period.

James stared at her, feeling that Emily had acted so convincingly that she had believed her own lies. His heart felt blocked and uncomfortable, and he didn't want to face this liar Emily any longer. He stood up and left in large strides.

But as he reached the door, seeing Emily crying so hard that she could barely stand, he coldly said, "Emily, you'd better think carefully about what I just said before you reply. Without the Smith Family, you're nothing."

With that, James slammed the door and left.