Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 She's The Substitute
Emily almost fled, not even having time to snatch her glasses back from Jackson's hands, rushed straight for the exit.

A black Maybach, like a panther in the dark night, was parked under the shade of trees at the entrance of the venue. Emily took a long look before finally confirming that it was Mr. Satan's car and hurried over.

Mr. Satan still wore his white mask, opening the passenger door for her and smiling as he looked at her, "Why the rush? Was there a tiger chasing you?"

Emily grabbed Mr. Satan's hand, using his strength to easily hop into the car and slamming the door shut.

What was Jackson's deal just now? Suddenly taking her black-framed glasses and saying those inexplicable words.

Emily didn't want to dwell on it, so she forced herself to calm down and smiled, "No, just worried you were waiting too long, so I rushed over."

Mr. Satan raised an eyebrow but didn't pursue it further, starting the car.

This was her first time riding in Mr. Satan's car. The interior was extremely clean and tidy, devoid of any excess decoration, understated yet luxurious, fitting his character perfectly.

"How was your first day at work?"

Emily nodded, "Not bad. Although the boss's temper isn't great, he's reasonable."

Mr. Satan was pleased for her, "As long as you like it, you can continue. Emily, as I've said before, you should be more confident. Your life isn't just about cooking and doing laundry. You're young, and there's a big world out there waiting for you to discover."

Emily tugged at her lips, feeling a warm breeze in her heart.

The difference between people was too great. Nathan married her, treating her like an unpaid maid, while Mr. Satan supported her, encouraged her, and led her into a life she had never experienced before.

"I think I can handle it."

"What?"

"Work and life. I like this job, I can do it well, and I can take care of you."

"We can hire someone for household chores."

"But you've given me a lot of money and saved my dad... Mr. Satan, I've always regarded you as my benefactor. You pulled me out of darkness when I was at my lowest point. But I can't think of any way to repay you, except maybe doing household chores, which I'm good at..."

Mr. Satan interrupted her, "Emily, I never needed your repayment."

"Then you..."

"I want your heart. I want you to bear children for me, do what you want to do. Understand?"

Emily's nose felt a bit sour.

She bit her lip and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Mr. Satan had a sharp jawline. Although half of his face was covered by a mask, Emily could still tell that he was very handsome.

Emily couldn't understand why such a handsome and wealthy man would be so good to an ordinary woman like herself.

The story of a prince falling in love with a Cinderella is a fairy tale, something she used to read as a child. She's no longer at an age where she easily believes that fairy tale love could happen to her.

"Emily, what are you afraid of?"

Emily shook her head, "I don't know. I know nothing about you. Our only connection is Room 2307 at the Hilton. If you were to suddenly disappear one day, I wouldn't even know where to find you."

A stifling atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.

Emily explained, "I don't want to force you to take off your mask. I don't want to invade your privacy. I'm just afraid of giving my heart sincerely, only to end up abandoned in the end. I've tasted that feeling once, and I understand how desperate it can be."

Silence.

The city center was illuminated by lights, and the Maybach traversed the streets, the air inside the car seemingly about to solidify.

Emily kept her head down, not speaking any further.