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Gabriel scoffed coldly. “How unappreciative.”
Emily sneered inwardly. Did he just call her unappreciative? Had Gabriel ever cared about her at all?
He must be unaware that she was allergic to coriander. Rashes would appear all over her body if she were to come in contact with just a tiny amount of it.
Amelia acted like she hadn’t heard Emily’s refusal. Smiling, she approached her with the bowl and said, “I made this especially for you, Dr. Sterling. You should have some. Your body might not be able to hold up otherwise.”
Once the spoon was about to touch her lips, Emily’s gaze sharpened, and she immediately swept her hand across.
“Don’t touch me!” she yelled.
The bowl fell to the floor and shattered audibly into a million pieces. Once the spoon and porcelain bowl hit the ground, the boiling hot soup splashed everywhere.
When some of the soup landed on Amelia’s hand, her eyes immediately welled She glanced pitifully at Gabriel and whined, “Gabe…”
up with tears.
Gabriel had witnessed the whole thing. In his opinion, Emily was actually the one at fault here.
Staring coldly at Emily, he spat, “There should be a limit to your tantrums, Emily. Apologize
to Amelia.”
Emily ignored her burnt hand and wryly met his gaze. “I don’t even want to be Mrs. Holton anymore. Why should I be holding myself back?”
Amelia didn’t want anyone to know that Emily and Gabriel were married. Afraid that someone would overhear their conversation, she hastily interjected, “I’m sorry, Emily. This is all my fault. The soup must not suit your palate.
“What do you want to eat? I’ll make another dish for you. I can cook your favorites.”
Emily replied bluntly, “No need. Your hands are too filthy. Nothing you make will suit my palate.”
The sympathy Gabriel had felt for Emily earlier had completely vanished. He glared at the latter as the air around him grew even more oppressive.
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“What makes you think you’re so clean?”
Emily met Gabriel’s gaze and spat, “If you think I’m such a dirty woman, why did you marry me in the first place?”
She continued, “Ms. Waverly is rather untainted. Why won’t you divorce me and make her your wife already?”
Amelia’s face instantly paled.
“Ms. Sterling seems to have misunderstood me, Gabe,” she said. “I–I only took extra care of Gabriel because he’s always working so hard.”
Then, she bit her lower lip and began to sob.
“If my actions are upsetting you, I can distance myself from him. In fact, I can even disappear from your lives and never appear before you guys ever again. The last thing I want is to come between you two,” she cried.
Emily watched as she lied through her teeth.
“What a brilliant actress. Who does she think she’s fooling?” she thought to herself.
“I’m finally going to do as you wish and remove myself as his wife, Amelia. So, why are you suddenly putting on this pitiful act?”
“Shut your mouth, Emily!” Gabriel barked at Emily with a look of disdain. “You’re so
unreasonable.”
Subsequently, he turned away from her and reached out to hold Amelia instead, saying, “Let’s
go.”
A devious smile flashed across Amelia’s face as she walked past Emily’s bed.
“See, Emily? You’ll never be able to win against me,” Amelia declared inwardly. Soon, the door to the hospital room was shut.
Lying on the bed, Emily stared blankly at the ceiling until Mallory walked in with a thermal container in her hand. Mallory caught sight of the broken porcelain and the coriander in the soup as soon as she walked into the room.
“Is Amelia trying to murder you? I can’t believe Gabriel is into such an evil woman!”
Not willing to dwell on the matter any further, Emily turned toward Mallory and asked, ” Where’s the man that saved me yesterday? I’d like to thank him personally,” she added.
Mallory was cleaning up the mess on the floor. Once she was done, she got to her feet and
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replied, “He left. I already asked the first responders about him.
“Apparently, he followed you to the hospital and left after he made sure you were okay. He didn’t leave anything behind.”
Then, she walked over to the bed and carefully scanned Emily’s face.
“How are you feeling? Do you still feel dizzy?” she asked.
Emily shook her head. “I’m feeling a lot better now.”
An idea seemed to have struck Mallory. She suddenly leaned toward Emily and suggested, ‘ Listen, Mills. What if I look for that guy and ask him to be your boyfriend?”
She continued, “He looked like an astute and perceptive man. He’ll definitely be ten times better than that jerk, Gabriel!”
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