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

The b-baby?

"Of course it was Luis!" Emely cried out. "I always stayed by Luis' side, and you know it, Hudson. I was always there whenever you visited."

"What about those pictures?" Hudson didn't really believe her, but for Luis' sake, he would give her the benefit of the doubt and a chance to explain.

"It was before I met Luis again," she started to sob again, using her best weapon, appearing pitiful. "I was lonely. I tried to move on from Luis, so I went on dates."

Finley snorted. "Dates? Did you call being groped by men as dates? Even I, as a playboy, will not do those sorts of things to women."

"I was... I know I was wrong." Emely's shoulders started to shake badly with each broken sob. "I was in a new country with no one to be there for me. I drowned myself in alcohol, getting drunk to forget Luis and mend my broken heart. I imagined all those men were Luis."

"Did he know?" Hudson asked through gritted teeth. "Did he know about your..." He couldn't say the word disgusting. "Your dalliances?"

Emely nodded vigorously. "He knew. I told him about it. He understood and accepted me as long as I wouldn't do it again."

"Did you ever cheat on him?" Hudson asked, his tone as cold as the Arctic when he thought how his gentle and lovable brother might have been played.

"No, no." Emely shook her head fervently. "I've told you I never went out without him, and when he was working, I stayed at home to wait for him. You know how we lived, Hudson. I was as good as married to him."

Hudson thought about it; his anger and suspicion eased a bit. He had seen how Luis and Emely interacted whenever he visited them.

Just like Emely had said, she always acted like a loving housewife toward Luis. And for now, he would believe her.

"I still can't forgive you for aborting Luis' baby," he said, his tone clipped. "If you love him, you'd have given birth to the baby because that's the only reminder and connection we will have with him."

"I know," Emely sobbed. Her tears hadn't stopped, and her makeup was ruined now, but she didn't care about any of it now. All she cared about was to convince Hudson.

"I regret it now," she continued. "I really regret it. I was scared and acted impulsively. I shouldn't have done that."

"You fucked up, Emely," Finley said in disgust.

Emely was starting to get annoyed with Finley, but she maintained her remorseful look and sobs.

"I'm sorry." She looked down and clenched her dress.

Hudson felt everything was too much. He didn't want to be in close proximity with Emely for now.

"Emely, I need to think of everything, and I can't be with you here," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. Then he ordered Finley, "Finley, drive her home."

"Like hell, I will," Finley snarled. He was so angry with Emely. He felt betrayed. He had always been nice to her and had always supported her when she was with Luis and when Hudson wanted to marry her.

He even always purposely brought up her name in front of Cherise to compare them, pointing out how Emely was way better than Cherise. He always thought of her as a gentle lady, but now the truth was revealed, and he couldn't stand the sight of her. Cherise, even if she was really a gold digger, was still much better than someone who killed their own flesh and blood, no matter what reasons they had.

And Cherise had never talked badly about others, unlike the texts Emely had sent her. Yes, she now had Logan, Julian, and Tristan, but he knew Cherise wouldn't act like a cheap slut like Emely in those pictures.

"If you want me to strangle her, then I'll drive her home," Finley continued. He couldn't trust himself not to say hurtful things to Emely right now.

"Ask Miles to drive her home." Hudson's voice had lost its coldness. He was tired after everything that had happened that day.

Finley left the room to call Miles.

"Hudson, I can't go back to your mom's place," Emely said quietly. "She hates me now."

"Miles, get Emely to a hotel," Hudson ordered when Finley and Miles appeared.

Emely bit her lip. She had said that in the hope that Hudson would let her live in the villa, but she knew she couldn't ask for anything now, so she just went along with Miles.

Inside the car, she kept her head bowed to keep the act of feeling remorseful and hid her expression. She had been lying straight through her teeth during Hudson's questioning.

Honestly, she didn't know whether the baby was Luis' or not, as she still fooled around with men whenever Luis had to fly overseas for business.

Luis was loving, gentle, and generous, but he wasn't exciting. He loved to stay at home and spend quality time with her, while Emely preferred to go out, spend money, brag about things she had, and also party.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

She was also a gold digger. No matter how generous Luis was, she still needed to have her own savings, and she got that by sleeping with other men.

She couldn't risk her future to give birth to the baby since there was a high chance it wasn't Luis'. Finley was still fuming and felt like a fool for not being able to see how Emely truly was. As playboy, as he was, if he impregnated a lady, he would ask her to marry him and not abort the baby.

Hudson had gone quiet from his emotional tiredness, while Keith was the calmest amongst the three best friends as he had had suspicions about Emely and the doctor.

"I can't believe Emely is such a woman!" Finley hissed. "Don't tell me you believe her words. She has no one? She still has her parents! It's obvious she wants to be your wife, which is kinda disgusting considering she had slept with Luis."

Hudson took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. He didn't want to think about whether Emely had lied to him when she agreed to be his wife on paper only.

"No, I don't believe all her words, especially the ones about why she sent those texts to Cherise. She made Cherise believe we had an affair, for God's sake!" he said instead.

Finley snorted and said, "Not like you don't have any part of it."

Hudson looked at him sharply, which usually made him squirm, but he was too angry to feel such a thing.

"What?" Finley glared back. "You made everyone think you were having an affair with her. You didn't even tell me it wasn't your child she was carrying, and you were going to marry her. Of course, everyone would have thought she was your mistress."

Keith couldn't help his lips from curling into a smile but quickly turned serious again. "Finley was right. Emely was wrong, but so did you. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. You treated Cherise badly, brought a woman back, treated her gently, blamed her for causing Emely's miscarriage, divorced Cherise, and from what I could summarize from Julian's words, you told Cherise that she was unworthy to carry your child." "Damn, that's harsh even for you, Hudson," Finley said.

Hudson groaned and buried his face in his palms. "Must you list everything out?"

"It was what you did, and that wasn't even everything," Keith said flatly.

Hudson wanted to deny it, but he couldn't because what Keith said was true. He couldn't only blame Emely. He had wronged Cherise even more than Emely. If he had treated Cherise as his wife and loved her, if he had told Cherise the truth about Emely and the child, it wouldn't have come to this. "You are not still thinking of marrying Emely, right?" Finley asked.

"No," Hudson replied, his words muffled. "But I will still give her an apartment and monthly allowance. That's the best I could do to not break my promise."

Finley wanted to protest but kept his mouth shut. He knew how much Hudson loved Luis. Even though Emely was not with child anymore, she was still the woman Luis loved until he died. And since Hudson had promised to care for her, then no one could change his mind about it.

Keith sighed.

He looked up at his best friends and asked, "What can I do to make this right?"

Keith and Finley looked at each other, and Finley's anger disappeared with a poof as he looked at Hudson's dejected expression. He looked so vulnerable right now, and that was not something Hudson usually showed.

"By 'make this right, I guess you are talking about Cherise?" Finley asked.

Hudson nodded, not bothering to conceal the fact that he had a change of feelings for his ex-wife.

Finley suddenly laughed. "Hudson Amery falling in love. I never thought this day would come. And with his ex-wife, who he used to hate no less."

Hudson glared at him, and Keith let out a soft chuckle.

"Not like you didn't change your mind about Cherise's either," he pointed out at Finley.

This time, it was Finley's turn to groan, and his cheeks pinkened. "You don't have to keep rubbing it in my face. Speaking of, I'll need to apologize to Cherise, too," he mumbled.

"Alright, back to Hudson's issue," Keith said, diverting the topic to the initial and important one.

"Well, you could always give them flowers or jewelry," Finley, back to his playboy thinking, suggested. "That only works for your conquests," Keith pointed out.

"Hey! It always worked whenever a girl was angry with me!" Finley defended himself sheepishly.

Hudson ignored his two best friends, but Finley's words stuck in his mind. Flower? Jewelry?

"I don't think it'll work with Cherise," he said thoughtfully. "She left everything I'd ever given her during our marriage."

"She didn't even take a single thing?" Finley asked in disbelief.

"No." Hudson shook his head. "She even gave me back the card I gave her, and I checked the balance. She never used it."

Finley whistled and said with embarrassment. "We were really wrong about her, weren't we? She was never the gold digger we thought she was."

"Yeah," Hudson replied and felt really bad. He was the one who let everyone think Cherise was a gold digger.

"She's with Julian now," Keith said casually, which soured Hudson's mood even more.

"And the way he treated her is so much better than our boy had ever treated her," Finley added. "He seems to love her a lot, and she him."

"Are you on my side or his?" Hudson glared at his two best friends.

"Between you and Julian... If I were Cherise, I might choose Julian too. He's gentle, unlike you, who was cold toward her and had treated her badly." Finley shrugged, earning him another glare from Hudson. "Hey, I'm just pointing out the truth!" Finley said with his palms up.

"Finley is right," Keith spoke. "It might not be possible to get Cherise back, but there is a way for you to make this right."

Hudson's eyes flashed with hope. Even if she had Julian now, they weren't married yet. He still had the chance to get her back.

"Tell me," he said, the desperation in his voice obvious for Keith and Finley to hear, making Finley snicker but quickly pursed his lips when Hudson sent him another glare.

"By tomorrow, I'm sure the social media will be filled by tonight's event," Keith said. "The younger guests had taken pictures and videos, and since it's social media, you can't delete everything that pops up."

"And your point?" Hudson was getting impatient.

"One way to make this right, even if Cherise wouldn't believe you or even if Cherise might not come back to you, is for you to tell the truth," Keith said, looking him dead in the eyes. "Hold a press conference with Emely and tell everyone the truth. Set things straight. Are you willing to do it? No. Will you be able to do it?"