Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81 I Want Revenge
"But I don't even know whose child I'm carrying now," Emily said. "So... let me touch you, can I? No lights, I just want to feel your face."

Mr. Satan remained silent for a long time.

Inside suite 2307 of the Hilton Hotel, it was exceptionally quiet.

The phone rang.

Emily's phone was ringing.

It was Jackson calling.

Emily hesitated, unsure whether to answer Jackson's call at this moment. He would likely be asking about her situation or inquiring about Mr. Satan's whereabouts. But she knew so little about Mr. Satan herself, how could she explain it to Jackson?

"Who is it?" Mr. Satan asked.

Emily answered honestly, "It's Jackson."

"Don't answer his call."

"But he's my boss. It might not be polite..."

"Don't answer, Emily," Mr. Satan took the phone from her hand, ended the call directly, then switched it off and tossed it aside. "Emily, don't answer calls from other men in front of me. I'll get jealous."

Emily took a deep breath. "Mr. Satan, you know everything about me very well, but I know nothing about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"You don't like me answering calls from other men, but what about you? I don't know who you are, I don't even know if there are other women around you. When you're at work, are there other women working with you? Would you answer their calls? Sophia destroyed my marriage in the guise of an assistant when I was just a full-time housewife. It's the same now. I only get to see you at night. I rarely see you during the day. Mr. Satan, I'm afraid Nathan's story will repeat itself with us. I didn't have children with Nathan, so I could leave, but now I'm carrying your child, and I don't want to be an irresponsible mother."

There seemed to be a frozen silence in the air, making it hard to breathe.

The phone lay quietly in the corner of the room, never ringing again.

Would Jackson be angry?

Emily couldn't think about that anymore. Regardless of whether Mr. Satan was Allen Parker or not, her relationship with Jackson was destined to be that of employer and employee. Even if her future with Mr. Satan was uncertain, she had already made a choice in her heart, and she couldn't let another person in.

"Okay," Mr. Satan suddenly spoke up.

Emily looked up in shock. "What did you say?"

Mr. Satan took her hand and pressed it against his face. "I said, if you want to feel my face, you can. But... you have to promise me, no matter what you feel, you can never leave my side."

Emily's hand was pressed against his icy mask. Her hand felt cold, but her heart was burning hot.

He agreed?

Emily bit her lip, unsure of how to respond. "This is also what I want to say to you, Mr. Satan. I know I'm becoming more and more greedy..."

"Greediness is a good thing," Mr. Satan chuckled lightly, his tone very gentle. "Your greediness shows that you have me in your heart. Emily, your greediness stems from your uncertainty, from your desire to marry me. I understand, but I'm also afraid. Every time I face you, I become unlike myself."

Emily sighed deeply, lowering her eyes and resting her head against his neck. "Me too."