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.

rubbed his temples 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

sent a message to Abigail on her phone, asking her to meet them at the hospital and help out. After sending the message, she felt a bit relieved, but her heart was

just a check-up. Why are you

do you insist on a check-up? I already had my physical this year."

else. Emily felt uneasy from his glare but also found his

saw Abigail. Michael half-dragged, half-carried her out of the car, and Abigail pretended to run into them

her a thumbs-up. "Yeah, I'm here for

visit a friend. Are you really here for a check-up? Are you actually sick? I was just about to visit you. How about I tag along for the check-up?" Abigail winked at

Michael, who had been silent but kept her close. She cautiously asked, "Can Abigail come with

really did faint at the sight of blood. Luckily, Michael had seen it

seen her around plenty of times, so he

I can't let him find out I'm pregnant,"

as I'm here, Michael will never know he's got a kid on the

smile despite her nerves. "I'm

last detail. Some reports came

at the check-up reports 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 and unsure if he believed

"What else did you think it was?