Emily's POV

As soon as the meeting ended, I rushed towards the restroom, covering my mouth with my hand. Fortunately, I reached the cubicle in time. I closed the door behind me quickly and vomited.

After washing my hands, I placed them on my neck, breathing slowly. I still felt bad. My face was pale.

Ugh! This again!

I breathed deeply and thought about what I ate today. I couldn't get poisoned because I didn't eat anything that tasted bad this morning. On the other hand, I didn't think my nausea was related to food; if it was related to it, why I got nauseous when Cody stood close to me.

The last few weeks, strange things had been happening to me; it even affected my relationship with Cody. I didn't understand why I felt like this, but every time Cody stood beside me or kissed, touched me, I felt nauseated. Because of it, I had been avoiding him the last few weeks.

He didn't tell me, but I was sure that he was annoyed by my behavior. However, I didn't know what I could do other than trying to avoid him. I couldn't tell him that he made me nauseated; he would get offended.

As if all of these weren't enough, now my nausea was going to get worse day by day. Today, even when Cody wasn't beside me, I felt nauseous.

Suddenly, the door opened, interrupting my thoughts.

"Mrs. Sullivan, are you alright?" My assistant asked, concerned as she walked in.

"Umm... Yeah. Don't worry." I mumbled, ruffling my hair and gave her a lazy smile. "Let's go. I need to get prepared for my next meeting." I added as I checked myself in the mirror and walked towards the door.

"Do you want me to cancel the meeting? It will be better if you rest." She suggested, worried.

"No, I am fine. Don't worry." I refused, giving her a smile and went to my office.

When I arrived home, the housekeeper informed me that Cody was in the study room and didn't want to have dinner. Then she asked me if I wanted to eat now or later. I told her I didn't want anything too and went to the living room.

I sat down on the couch and took off my high heels. My feet were sore. I massaged them slightly and leaned back against the couch, closing my eyes. I felt exhausted.

"Good evening." Cody said as he walked towards me and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

I caught my breath, being afraid of getting nauseated.

"Good evening." I said, giving him a warm smile as he pulled back and sat down on the couch beside me.

I covered my nose and mouth as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him.

"How was your day?" I asked softly and pulled away slightly.

"Good." He replied, burying his head into my neck as he tightened his grip around me, pulling me closer to him and kissed my neck.

"Cody..." I mumbled, pulling away as a wave of nausea flooded over me. He frowned, annoyed. "I have a headache." I lied, giving him an apologetic look.

He gave me a mocking laugh and stood up, placing his hand into his pocket angrily.

"Find better lies for next time. It is a cliche." He said mockingly and stormed out without letting me say anything.

"Cody..." I murmured as my eyes welled up. I held my head between my hands as I started crying.

It was 2:00 a.m., but Cody hadn't come back yet. I wrapped my arms around myself while looking through the window in our bedroom.

"Where are you, Cody?" I said sadly and sighed, depressed. Then walked towards the bed and took off my robe.

I was leaning against the headboard while waiting for Cody. I called him, but his phone was turned off. I felt worried.

When I opened my eyes the following morning, there was a blanket over me. I must have fallen asleep while waiting for Cody. Probably, Cody covered my body with the blanket.

I leaned on my elbow, rubbing my eye and called him, but there was no voice; probably, he left early. I sighed sadly and got up.

After taking a shower, I left the mansion without having breakfast. I didn't have an appetite. I felt sad because of Cody; he must be angry at me.

I was trying to concentrate on the file in front of me, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about Cody and where he was last night.

I grabbed my phone and searched his name. I looked at his name, thinking and breathed deeply, placing my phone on the desk angrily. I ruffled my hair as I stood up and approached the window.

"Mrs. Sullivan, are you fine?" My assistant, Regina asked, concerned, interrupting my thoughts.

I looked at her, confused. I didn't notice when she walked in.

"I knocked on the door, but you didn't respond. So I walked in. I am sorry. Yesterday, you didn't feel fine. So I was just worried." She gave me an apologetic look.

"I am fine." I said, nodding.

"Mr. Morgan asked your opinion about the new details of this project." She informed as she extended the file towards me.

"Ok." I said as I grabbed the file and walked towards my seat. Suddenly, my head spun.

"Mrs.Sullivan!" Regina exclaimed anxiously and caught me.

"I need to sit down." I said barely while my head was still spinning slightly. She nodded and helped me to sit down. Then she rushed and poured some water into the glass.

"Thank you." I said as I grabbed the glass and took a sip from it.

"Are you better? I will call Mr. Morgan." She said in concern.

"No, don't call my father. I am better. I didn't have breakfast. That's all." I stated, giving her a reassuring smile, but I still felt bad a little. "I think it will be better if I go home and rest." I added.

"Do you want me to inform Mr.Sullivan?" She asked.

"No. I will be better if I rest a little." I replied and gave her a lazy smile and stood up as I felt better.

"Yes, you work hard. You should take care of yourself, Mrs. Sullivan." She said, giving me a concerned look.

I was going to the mansion when I saw my favorite bakery. I liked their cheesecakes; it was the best in the town. I had been craving for it since yesterday.

I stopped the car in front of the bakery and got out of the car. As soon as I walked into the bakery, my mouth watered because of the delicious smell.

After buying my favorite cheesecake, I left the bakery and walked towards my car. I opened the door and placed the paper bag on the passenger seat.

When I lifted my head after closing the door, I saw Cody at the cafe across the bakery. There was a woman sitting beside him; he was telling her something while she was listening to him attentively, smiling. They looked so close. She looked beautiful and sexy in her black mini dress.

Who is she? And what are they doing here? Was Cody with her last night too?

I looked at them in shock, my mouth agape as she placed her hand on top of his hand, giving him a bright smile after showing Cody something on her phone. Then Cody laughed happily.

I leaned against the car as my head spun slightly. My eyes welled up while I was watching them.

What were you waiting for, Emily?! He is Cody Sullivan, the incorrigible player. Did you really think he would wait for you patiently while you have been rejecting him?! Of course, he would find another woman in just a snap of his fingers. And I thought that he really changed and fell in love with me. But what a fool I am!

I clenched my fist as tears ran down my cheeks uncontrollably while watching them.

No, Cody Sullivan! I will not let you play with my feelings! I will make you regret it!

I gritted my teeth, wiping my tears off my cheeks with my hand and walked towards the cafe in quick steps. I felt frustrated.

As soon as I entered the cafe, I walked towards them quickly. His back was towards me; so he couldn't see me. Although, I didn't think he would notice me because this jerk was busy with his whore.

As soon as I approached them, I grabbed the glass and threw the water on his face.

"What the hell?!" He shouted angrily, closing his eyes as he stood up while his bitch was watching us in shock. "Emily?" He asked, puzzled as he opened his eyes and looked at me.

"You fucking bastard! How could you cheat on me?!" I snapped, frustrated and slammed the glass on the table.