Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 13

Emmy’s fingers went numb with cold, one inch at a time.

She took a shaky breath, doing her best to keep her voice steady. “Mr. Sparrow, I think you’ve got the wrong idea. It was just a business sample sent to you by mistake. I’ll have someone reach out tomorrow to pick it up.”

There was a beat of silence before Dean finally spoke. “Emmy, let’s be real. We both know what’s going on. Some things, now that they’re over, should just stay buried.”

Emmy’s breath caught. She hadn’t expected him to just lay it all out like this. He was the one who broke her heart, but now he was talking like none of it mattered, like she was at fault.

Anger flared inside her, hot and fast. She wanted to scream at him, to demand how he could say that, but she swallowed it all down.

“Dean, do you even hear yourself? Isn’t this a little pathetic coming from you?”

Dean either missed the bite in her words or just didn’t care. His voice was flat, almost bored. “Don’t send me stuff like that again. It’s childish.”

Childish?

Emmy almost laughed. Once upon a time, he said it was the most romantic, thoughtful present he’d ever gotten. Now it was childish?

She forced herself to calm down, her voice going cold. “If you think it’s childish, then just throw it away.”

“I don’t want it, but Eve does. I already gave it to her.”

Emmy’s heart twisted. Was he trying to make her feel worse?

Dean kept going, his voice maddeningly calm. “Emmy, I’m marrying Eve. I owe her that.”

He paused, then added, “As for you… from now on, I’ll only treat you like a sister.”

The sheer absurdity of it made Emmy want to laugh and scream at the same time. “Dean, you are absolutely disgusting.”

She ended the call so hard her phone shook in her hand. If she heard even one more word from him, she knew all the pain and anger she’d kept bottled up would come pouring out.

[@Emmy I got the figurine. It’s so pretty and such a sweet surprise! Dean said you made this just for us. I knew you wished us well deep down. I’ll always treasure your kindness.]

Emmy almost burst out laughing. She’d brought Evelina to this group half a year ago, just to help her network and meet more friends — friends Emmy and Dean had shared.

[@Emmy Evelina’s being so gracious, can’t you just let it go?]

[@Emmy Honestly, you and Dean were together so long, it was bound to get old. This is better for everyone.]

[@Emmy Come on, we’re all friends. Don’t make things awkward for Dean.]

Message after message rolled in. The people who used to greet her like family didn’t even try to hide whose side they were on now.

Emmy felt sick.

Abriella finally snapped: [Are you people blind? Emmy’s the real victim here! Evelina, do you have any shame? You stole her fiancé and now you’re taking her things too? Spare us the fake sister act!]