Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

Emely, who had been discharged for a few days and staying with the mother-daughter Amery duo, sat on one of the benches in their garden and stared at the assortments of beautiful flowers in front of her absentmindedly until the cold wind brushed past her, making her shiver in the cold and her thoughts ran wild. A frown marred her forehead as she thought of how Hudson had not visited her at all during the past few days. Had he changed his mind about marrying her?

No, she couldn't let it happen. She had done too many things to ensure it would happen, including saving him and getting rid of her baby. She wouldn't let any sacrifices and everything else she had done be in vain.

Looking at Emely from the window of her room, Dahlia scrunched her nose in disgust. If she could, she'd rather not have her as her daughter-in-law, but as her son had done the damage by impregnating her and the whole upper class knew about it, she could only pretend to like her and accept her as her daughter-in-law.

Sighing, she took a shawl and went downstairs to the garden, and draped the shawl around Emely's shoulders.

"You shouldn't stay here too long while wearing such a thin dress, dear. And you are still recuperating," Dahlia said in her soft and motherly voice, trying to show that she cared about Emely. Emely looked up and wrapped the shawl tighter around herself. "Thank you, Mrs. Amery."

Dahlia pretended to scowl at her. "How many times must I ask you to call me Dahlia? You are going to marry Hudson soon, and people will call you Mrs. Amery." Emely blushed and said shyly, "Alright, Dahlia."

Dahlia rolled her eyes inwardly, knowing Emely was also acting just like her. But outwardly, she chuckled. "Let's get you inside and have some tea to warm up." Emely nodded and followed Dahlia to the living room just like an obedient daughter-in-law.

The servant served them tea, and Emely took comfort from the warmth of the tea as she held the teacup and took a sip from it.

At the same time, Polly came downstairs from her room and joined them, sitting down inelegantly, slumping on the couch. "Polly, maintain your elegance," Dahlia berated her daughter. "Oh, come on, Mom." She rolled her eyes but still regained her elegant sitting posture, as she had been taught since she was small. We are at home. I should be able to laze around." "If you don't do it every time, you might slip up when you are outside," Dahlia said sternly before sipping her tea.

Too lazy to debate with her mom, she turned her attention to Emely.

"Why do you look so absentminded?" she asked Emely, who was indeed gazing at a distance.

Polly's question startled Emely. "I'm sorry. I just have a lot of things on my mind."

"A lot of things?" Polly asked, pouring herself a cup of tea before continuing with a teasing grin. I'm sure you are only thinking about my brother." Emely blushed as her thought was laid bare by Polly.

"I knew it!" Polly laughed, but her thigh was slapped lightly by Dahlia. She looked at her mom with confusion.

Being on the younger side and less empathetic, Polly didn't know the turmoil Emely was feeling, but Dahlia, with much more experience, knew about it.

"Don't worry about Hudson, Emely," Dahlia tried to reassure her. "He is always busy, and I'm sure he knows you are well taken care of here, so he is not worried about it."

Polly nodded repeatedly, agreeing with her mother. "My brother is ALWAYS busy. It's even hard for us to meet him, but I'm sure he doesn't forget about you or your marriage."

Dahlia forced a smile to her face. She knew why Hudson seldom came to their place, but Polly didn't, so she patted Emely's hand reasurringly. "Just as Polly said, Hudson will always keep his promise and that includes him marrying you. I'm sure he'll visit you when he has the time."

With the reassurances from both Dahlia and Polly, Emely felt better, and they started chatting about everything related to the engagement party and wedding reception.

As they were chatting happily, they heard the gate of the mansion being opened, and the sound of the car engine making its way to the mansion's main door made the ears of the mother-daughter duo of the Amery family and Emely who were all sitting in the living room perked up.

"I'm sure that's my brother!" Polly jumped from her seat and ran toward the main door to welcome her brother.

As expected, Hudson's car came into view, and the butler opened the car door for him.

Emely, after a few days of not seeing him, felt her heart beating fast from excitement. He was so handsome and majestic, always looking dashing with his suit, his dark eyes veiled by long lashes, and his cold demeanor seemed to even make him more attractive in every lady's eyes.

She wanted to follow Polly and just run into Hudson's arms, but she needed to keep her act of being a demure lady and not a desperate one.

So, instead of doing it, she tightened her hold on her teacup and took another sip, trying to look elegant until Hudson himself came to her. "Brother!" Polly hugged him with eagerness before he could even enter the mansion.

Polly always looked up to her brother. She idolized him and thought that he was invincible. But because of that, she became spoiled and felt she was above everyone else. She was Hudson Amery's sister, and no one should dare to go against her; that was what she thought.

Hudson pried her away from him and ruffled her head, "Did you cause any trouble these past few days?"

He knew sometimes Polly caused trouble, but for him, they were still acceptable. For him, the problems she caused were something like teenage pranks.

What he didn't know was that Polly was not as gullible or as easily manipulated as he thought because she was raised by Dahlia, who was a snake herself. "No, I didn't," Polly tidied her hair and pouted.

"Good," Hudson nodded. "I can't always take care of your problems for you."

Dahlia whispered to Emely on the couch, "See what I told you? He'll come when he has time."

Dahlia stood up and walked toward Hudson with open arms and a smile, ready to hug her son. "How are you, Hudson? It's been some time since you visited us."

But Hudson, hating his mom, just passed her by and went straight to the couch area where Emely was sitting.

Dahlia bit her lip, feeling embarrassed even though she had expected this to happen, as it always did. But when she turned back toward the couch, her embarrassment vanished, replaced by a motherly smile.

"Hudson, you have kept Emely waiting," she pretended to scold him. "Even if you are busy, you should still make time to visit her, especially after what she has gone through."

With her second sentence, she indirectly hinted and reminded Hudson that Cherise was an evil woman for causing Emely to miscarry.

Hudson looked at Emely, who didn't look frail anymore. She looked healthy, with a blush on her cheeks. It seemed his mom had taken good care of her.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

He thought he should feel guilty for not taking care of her, for not keeping his promise to Luis, but he felt... nothing.

Yes, he still felt guilty about Luis, but not for not caring for his girlfriend. He shrugged it off as maybe because his mom and sis had taken care of her in his stead or perhaps because he was too busy with everything going on in his life, including all his interactions with Cherise.

But since he had promised his brother, he still sat beside her and asked with a voice softer than he usually used to talk to others. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling fine," Emely blushed because of the way Hudson's intense eyes were fixed on hers. "Your mom and sister have been very good to me."

Hudson nodded. "That's good. What did the doctor say?" They have a family doctor, so she should have checked on Emely. "She said I'm healed and can move around freely now," Emely replied with a smile. "No more bedrest."

Before Hudson could reply, Polly plopped onto the space beside him and asked him, "Brother, when are you going to announce your engagement with Emely?"

Hudson's brows furrowed, and Emely's heart skipped a beat. She prayed Hudson wouldn't cancel it. She needed it for herself and also because of the man behind her.

"In a month's time," Hudson blurted out. He didn't actually want it to be that fast because he had just divorced, but the image of Cherise with Logan and Julian made him do it subconsciously.

His ex-wife had moved on, so why wouldn't he, too?

"Yayyy!" Polly squealed in excitement and threw her arms around Emely. "Emely, we are going to be a family soon!"

But then Hudson thought of Cherise's words of Emely being called a mistress, so he asked her, "Emely, you know I've just gotten divorced. Is a month too soon for you?"

Emely was confused by Hudson's question. She was relieved Hudson still kept his promise. If it were her, she might even want to announce it tomorrow, so why would a month be too soon?

"Why would it be too soon?" Polly asked, confused by her brother's question, too.

"Because Emely might be labeled as the third party who broke Hudson and Cherise's marriage," Dahlia answered for Hudson.

Polly's eyes widened, and she got angry. "But she's not! Hudson has never been in love with Cherise at all!"

"I know, Polly," Dahlia squeezed her daughter's hand to calm her down. "But not all the people in this country know it."

Emely frowned as their words registered in her mind. She didn't want to be labeled as a mistress, but she couldn't pass up this opportunity.

"We can use the Amery Group PR team to tell the truth," Dahlia spoke before Emely could think of a solution. "We can say that Hudson and Emely have been in love for a few years and that Cherise and Hudson's marriage was just a... contractual marriage." "That seems good," Polly nodded, always agreeing with her mom. Furthermore, many people know Emely was pregnant with Hudson's baby, and Cherise was never pregnant. I bet you never touched her, have you, brother?"

Hudson didn't bother to correct her but glared at his sister, making her cower in fear. "This is a conversation for someone as young as you."

"Alright," Polly replied in a small voice, still afraid of her brother's glare from before.

"Well, now that we have resolved the issue, we should start planning for the engagement party," Dahlia said. "Since Emely needs the exercise, why don't we start looking at the engagement and wedding rings?"

"You are right, Mom!" Polly became excited again. We are the VIPS of the Angelworld Jewelry, and they have sent us an invitation to preview their new collection!"

Hudson nearly groaned when he heard the company's name, but on second thought, he wanted to meet Cherise again, and maybe he could get lucky.

"Alright, let's go," he said as he stood up, and the rest followed him to his car.