Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Divorce Agreement
There was always an aura around Mr. Satan that made her willingly submit.

Emily felt like a kite right now, and Mr. Satan was the one holding the strings. He didn't restrict her flight; he just held onto the string, gently guiding her back when she veered off course, letting her soar freely.

The nights spent with him were wild and intoxicating, something she had never experienced in her four years of marriage with Reed.

But the atmosphere at the Reed family villa now was different.

In the morning, Nathan had to go to the office. Sophia helped him fix his tie, cuddling in his arms, "Can't you skip work? We finally live together, can't you stay home with me?"

A woman's coquetry was hard for any man to resist.

Nathan embraced her, "I'm going to the office for important matters, not to see other women. What are you worried about?"

Sophia's expression changed slightly.

How could she not worry?

After all, hadn't she successfully seduced Nathan herself? At work, she used her job as an excuse to repeatedly interact with him, subtly showing a bit of affection each time. Although her looks weren't as stunning as Emily's, she succeeded because she took the initiative. Slowly, with a touch here, a wrong word there, she planted the seed of ambiguity in his heart, waiting for it to grow, and everything fell into place.

The child in her belly was her weapon in marrying into the Reed family.

"Nathan, are you really going to listen to Emily and not tell her father about us?" She pouted, feeling a bit unhappy.

Nathan's smile faded a bit, releasing her waist and adjusting his cuffs in the mirror, "She's right. Her father just had surgery, what if he gets upset and falls ill?"

"But you and Emily will divorce sooner or later. It's her fault she can't have children. Even if her father knows, he'll think she's wronged you."

Hearing Sophia's words, Nathan was somewhat surprised, "Sophia, that's your uncle. If something happens to him because of shock, won't you care at all?"

Sophia knew she had overreacted a bit; she was a little impatient. And Nathan's willingness to listen to Emily's words made her feel frustrated.

She explained with a smile, "Of course, I'm worried. I just love you too much and want to marry you."

Nathan hugged her and kissed her, "Don't worry, I'll divorce as soon as possible."

"Okay, I believe you."

Watching Nathan leave, Sophia returned to the bedroom and smashed a few cups in frustration.

Nathan's attitude was somewhat unexpected.

She thought Nathan didn't care about Emily at all, but yesterday he actually said he would give her a million dollars as compensation and agreed not to tell William about them?

She had a bad feeling.

Out of the corner of her eye, Nathan's phone was still on the bedside table; he must have forgotten to take it with him when he left.

Sophia picked up the phone, wanting to chase after him, but after taking a few steps, she retreated. Nathan's attitude was so indecisive; she had to do something.

With that in mind, she used Nathan's phone to call Emily.

Emily had been making love to Mr. Satan every night until late, yet surprisingly, her sleep was unexpectedly sound.

However, her long-established habit of waking up early still had her up around eight o'clock.

Drawing back the curtains, the rising sun flooded the room with warmth, lifting her mood.

There was an unread message on her phone from Satan.

[Could you cook dinner for me tonight?]

The room had its own kitchen, which surprised Emily. She glanced over and found it fully equipped with stoves, pots, and a refrigerator stocked with various ingredients, everything one might need.