The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 8 Hospital Examination

The car zoomed down the road and got there in no time. The driver had never seen Michael this pissed off before. He slammed the car door so hard, the driver started sweating bullets.

Meanwhile, Emily was chilling on the balcony, watering her flowers. She didn't have to deal with the Brown Family today, and she had pushed the whole divorce thing out of her mind. She was feeling pretty good. Then, out of nowhere, she heard the screech of brakes. She looked up and saw Michael, who had left earlier, storming back.

She frowned, wondering why he was back. 'Did he forget some documents?' But then she saw the furious look on his face as he pushed open the door. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Emily, go change. We're going to the hospital," Michael barked, snatching the watering can from her hand and tossing it aside.

Emily suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe. 'Did he find out I'm pregnant?' she wondered.

"I'm not going," she managed to say, her throat dry.

Michael's face got even darker. "I'm not asking. Are you going on your own, or do I have to get someone to tie you up and drag you there?"

Emily knew Michael could be a real tyrant. When he said something, he meant it, and he really would have someone tie her up.

She frantically tried to think of an excuse. She couldn't go to the hospital; she'd definitely be found out, and the consequences would be unbearable.

"Why do I need to go to the hospital? I'm not sick," she stalled, trying to buy time.

in frustration. The stabbing pain in his heart was getting worse, and he couldn't take her nonsense anymore. She had to get checked out today. "Then I'll carry you

she didn't expect him to not even give her time to change clothes. Even when she was shoved into the car, she still hadn't thought of a solution. She only knew she couldn't

her phone, asking her to meet them at the hospital and help out. After

check-up. Why are

"I'm not! Why do you insist on a check-up? I already had my physical this year." Actually, she was

uneasy from his glare but also found his sudden childishness

soon as the car stopped at the hospital entrance, she saw Abigail. Michael half-dragged, half-carried her out of the car, and Abigail pretended to run into them by chance. "Oh, Emily, what are you doing here? Are you sick?"

thumbs-up. "Yeah, I'm here for a check-up. What about you?" she

here for a check-up? Are you actually sick? I

close. She cautiously asked, "Can Abigail come with me? You know I

faint at the sight of blood. Luckily, Michael had seen it happen before, so

knew Abigail was Emily's best friend and had seen her around plenty of times, so he didn't object. He let go of Emily and walked ahead,

I can't have a check-up. I can't let

look. "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, Michael will never know he's got a

her nerves. "I'm counting

last detail. Some reports came out quickly, while others would take until the next

in his hand, reading them over and over. Everything was normal except for some mild gastritis. He looked at Emily, who was huddled with Abigail, feeling anxious

think it was? It's because I had a cold a few days