Chapter 3 Emelia Rose

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Emelia Rose's clothes were bright and dazzling. She had big wavy chestnut hair and her face was covered with delicate makeup. She said, "Hi, my name is Emelia Rose." Her voice was sweet, just like what Layla heard on TV. "I know you." Layla's expression didn't change much, even though she didn't understand why this woman came here to look for her. Layla thought, "The Joan family has never announced my identity to the outside world. Grandpa did it to protect me, but Krish probably never thought of admitting me as his wife. This woman appears with Krish on TV and on the cover of magazines again and again. Each time, they are intimate, like a couple who had never been separated or quarreled. On the contrary, I look like the mistress." As if seeing through Layla's doubts, Emelia smiled with undisguised sarcasm, "They said you want to see Krish, but Krish doesn't want to see you. Thus, I think I should come and see you for him." Layla originally thought that maybe the nurse didn't convey her words at all, but she didn't expect that not only did the nurse convey it, but she also told Emelia. For the past two months, Krish had been with this woman, leaving Layla struggling alone in the dark sanatorium. Layla said coldly, "Really? Then you've seen enough, please tell Krish that I'm fine and Grandpa should miss me too." Layla's tone was very blunt because she didn't want to show any weakness in front of this woman. Old Mr. Joan was the only person she could rely on now, and she hoped that, at least for Grandpa's sake, Krish could let her out first. Emelia didn't seem to like Old Mr. Joan. She suddenly became angry after hearing Layla's words. "Do you think Old Mr. Joan can help you? If he hadn't forcibly separated me and Krish, now there is no place for you at all!" Layla frowned, "What do you mean?" She thought that Krish was with Emelia two years ago, but she didn't know that there was a past between them. But after asking, Layla regretted it. She thought, "What does this have to do with me now? I am about to divorce Krish. No matter how much pain I feel in my heart, the fact could not change." Emelia didn't answer this question anymore. She stared at Layla fiercely like a beast at the moment. "Layla, you are the mistress. Why do you let Krish come to see you? Why?" She rushed up suddenly, pushed Layla to the ground viciously, and kicked her stomach several times. Layla hit her head when she fell to the ground, and she wanted to stand up to resist, but she felt severe pain in her body... The high-heeled shoes stepped on Layla's bare skin, leaving sharp pain. Layla cried out in pain, but suddenly she heard a sharper cry from Emelia beside her. "Krish, it was her, she beat me first!" Layla only remembered the man's straight trousers and shiny leather shoes before she fainted.
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