Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Working For Me
When Mr. Satan returned home in the evening, Emily brought up the matter.

"Named Morgan, doing business in Europe?" Emily asked as she helped him towel off his hair.

"Yeah, that's what my dad said," Mr. Satan replied, closing his eyes and enjoying her care. "Emily, do you really want to find him?"

"I'm not sure," Emily said, feeling conflicted. "He abandoned me and my mom. If I were to find him, I feel like I'd be betraying my mom."

Mr. Satan understood her well. "Emily, let me be honest with you. If you want to find him, I can help, no problem. But do you know how many Morgans there are in Europe? Your chances of finding him are slim. Plus, have you thought about why he left without telling your mom? Was he afraid she wouldn't wait for him to come back?"

Emily shook her head firmly. "No, she would have. I heard my mom used to love him a lot."

"That's what's so strange," Mr. Satan said, taking her hand. "He clearly knew your mother was pregnant, and he knew she would wait for him. So why did he leave without a word and cut off all contact with your mother? There's only one explanation: he had a reason he had to abandon you both."

"What could that reason be?" Emily asked.

Mr. Satan chuckled. "Is Nathan divorcing you really because you can't conceive?"

No, that's not it.

It's because Nathan is already having an affair with Sophia.

Her infertility is just a fake, and Sophia bribed a doctor to forge her infertility certificate. It's all a conspiracy! Ultimately, it's because Nathan has fallen for someone else!

"You understand, Emily," Mr. Satan said, "If a man abandons his woman without any other reason, it's because he's fallen for someone else."

Emily bit her lip, not saying anything.

She had thought about this possibility, but when Mr. Satan laid it out, it felt like the most unbearable truth, leaving her with a sense of oppression and resentment.

"Oh, by the way, let's think deeper," Mr. Satan said, holding her in his lap and brushing her cheek with his stubble. "He was poor back then. How could he afford to go to Europe? Is it possible that there's another reason related to him abandoning your mom?"

Emily suddenly looked up.

Mr. Satan didn't say it outright, but she understood completely.

A poor man, accepting the support of a rich girl, abandoning his pregnant wife, and leaving home with the rich girl.

It was such a clichéd plot.

"So, Emily, do you still want to find him now?"

Emily felt a bit confused. "Can I have some time to think?"

"Of course," Mr. Satan said, finding her lips and kissing her gently. "Take your time. Whatever you decide, I'll help you."

Emily was somewhat captivated by his kisses, breathing softly with her eyes half-closed. "What if I ask you to marry me?"

The kisses paused for a moment, and the skin touched by his lips began to cool slightly.

Emily's heart gradually cooled down too.

She wanted to slap herself. How could she blurt out such a foolish question?

"Emily."

"I'm sorry," Emily hung her head like a child who had done something wrong. "I was greedy and confused about my identity. I won't do it again."

A torrent of fervent kisses rained down on her lips and neck.

Mr. Satan suddenly pinned her down on the bed, his heavy breaths echoing in her ear, proclaiming his desire.

"Emily, I never thought you would ask me to marry you."

"I was just..." Emily faltered. "I take back what I said, okay?"

"Words spoken can't be taken back," Mr. Satan said. "Emily, just wait a little longer, give me some time to handle everything, and then we'll get married."

Emily's eyes widened in astonishment.