With a bang, the kitchen door opened, and Abigail came out, looking pale.
Hunter looked at her in shock and said in surprise, "Abigail, why are you at home?"
"If I wasn't at home, I wouldn't know it was all your dirty trick. You used me, and you never really loved me." Abigail said despairingly.
Hunter soon realized the truth. Emily did that on purpose. She wanted to make him think that Abigail was not at home so that he would say those words frankly.
"Abigail, listen to me. It's not what you think." Hunter immediately knelt in front of Abigail and apologized to her.
When Abigail heard what he said outside the kitchen that he just took what he needed from her in the first place, her heart suddenly broke.
She pushed Hunter away with tears and strode forward with her hands over her face.
Emily had already opened the door to let her two bodyguards in, in case that Hunter would do anything to hurt them out of anger.
"Mom, let's go!" Emily said to Abigail.
Abigail nodded.
Hunter was anxious and came forward, intending to stop Abigail.
However, one of Emily's bodyguards had already stopped him, giving him no chance to get close.
"Abigail, please listen to me. Let me explain!" Hunter shouted desperately.
Emily snorted and helped her mother into the elevator.
After getting into the car, she took out a tissue and said to her mother, "Don't cry. It's not worth it for that scumbag."
"Emily, why do I have such a hard life? Why are the men I meet worse than the last?" Abigail choked.
Emily sighed. She could tell that her unknown biological father was not a nice man when her mother tried so hard to leave him. Then came Anthony, he was also a scum. So was Hunter. They could be a gathering of the scumbags.
However, it was her mother's life that was full of scumbags.
"Don't be sad. You still have me," Emily said.
Abigail wiped her tears and looked at Emily, "I haven't even got the chance to ask you. Why are you back? Where do you live now? Who are you with?"
In fact, Abigail already had a guess. She could tell from the bodyguards and the car.
Sure enough, Emily told her about her current situation, but not the part of her being a lover. Abigail sighed when she heard Emily said that she and Franklin had been together again.
"I remember he just announced that he was going to marry his childhood sweetheart next month. Now that he's with you, and I haven't heard about his annulment. What's his plan?" Abigail asked.
Emily pursed her lips. She herself could not figure out what Franklin was thinking. Making her the bridesmaid? He must have lost his mind!
She didn't dare to ask him. When Franklin wanted to be good to you, he treated you like a princess, but once he fell out with you... Just think about James. How dare Emily provoke him?
"I know this well, don't worry about it. I'll find you a hotel to stay in first, then we'll find a house. But I have to get back the money you used to buy the house. I can't let that scumbag live so happily." Emily grunted coldly.
Abigail nodded and felt disgusted at the thought that Hunter had taken her money to buy the house for another woman.
However, Abigail was not sure if she could get the money back.
Franklin smiled and pulled the book away from her face, and he said, "It's not like I haven't seen you before. What bother covering your face?"
Emily was awkward, "When did you come back?"
"I've been back for a while. I've already taken a shower. You're too obsessed with it."
Emily blushed and quickly put down the book. Since Franklin was back, they should go down to eat.
"Wait a minute. Why are you reading this?" Franklin asked.
Emily snorted and answered, "Don't pretend that you know nothing. There are two bodyguards around me, and they must tell you everything about me every day."
"They will report to me, but I usually listen to you first before asking them," Franklin said.
Emily was speechless.
She gritted her teeth and glared at him. Why bother asking her when he already knew everything from those bodyguards? It made her nervous to think if she had told him all the things and worried that he would misunderstand her if she hadn't.
"I don't mean to pry. I just want to have a chat with you. But I hope that there is nothing that you couldn't tell me, and you could share what you think with me." Franklin hugged her from behind and rubbed her earlobe.
Emily bit her lips, and her heart thumped.
"Why are you acting so intimately when you just want to chat?" She thought.
She broke free from his arms and told him what happened today.
Then she said, "That's all. I want to help my mother sue Hunter and see if I can at least get the money back."
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