The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 10 Change in Attitude

She fired up her computer, and there was an email from Abigail about Phantom Beauty, sent right at noon. She opened it and skimmed through to get the gist.

She kept all her design stuff locked up in a box, worried Michael might just walk in and find out what she was up to. But honestly, she didn't even know why she was so scared of him finding out. At first, she wanted to tell him, but his constant cold shoulder made her bite her tongue. So, they just kept things as they were. He thought she was just some lazy woman, and she let him think that.

Abigail had asked her more than once why she didn't just leave Michael. She could totally live on her own now and didn't need to rely on anyone. She always just shook her head and gave a wry smile. 'What other reason could there be besides love?' she thought.

She knew that if Michael hadn't given her basic living security and paid her mom's crazy high medical bills two years ago, she wouldn't have had the peace of mind to draw any design sketches. She wouldn't have been able to create calmly, and there wouldn't be the current Ella. In a way, Michael was her savior. He gave her a glimmer of hope during the darkest time of her life, but now that light was fading.

She took a deep breath, pushed all her thoughts aside, and got ready to draw.

Her mom used to be a famous designer. The jewelry she designed was collected by many big shots, and many pieces were left to her, but now they were all gone. So she dreamed of standing in front of the public and telling everyone that she was the jewelry designer Emily, not the plagiarist Emily in the future. Only then would she be worthy of Isabella's teachings.

Before she knew it, it had gotten dark. She looked out the window; it was already past six, but Michael hadn't come back yet. "Mrs. Smith, dinner is ready," Ava knocked on the door to remind her.

When Emily went downstairs, she found Michael already sitting in the living room. She felt a slight thrill in her heart, which she quickly suppressed.

She walked over and sat across from him. He remained silent, his face still looking grim. Seeing Emily come down, his expression grew even darker.

Are you okay?" Emily swore she was just

you're feeling pretty smug now, aren't you? Do you think

stunned by Michael's questioning and cursing. She had no idea

How am I smug?"

mood all day. He knew it wasn't Emily's fault, but he couldn't find an outlet for his frustration. So

because of you," he suddenly

which was why he said it was

instantly, and the dense pain in her heart made her numb. She almost wanted to break

issues today.' She had hoped they could have a quiet dinner tonight, like many

was overthinking again. Her love for Michael seemed to shrink a

few more pieces. But at that moment, Emily suddenly felt nauseous and queasy at the sight of it, even though she had liked it so much yesterday that she specifically asked Ava to make it sweet. She immediately got up and ran to the bathroom, with Michael covering his mouth and following

were running to the bathroom with their mouths covered. 'Could the Maple Glazed Pork Belly be that disgusting?' Emily felt a bit better after throwing up everything she had

had nothing to throw up. The two of them looked at each other. Michael's eyes were red due to the nausea, but his face was still pale

how much weight she had lost recently. Her face, already small, now seemed the

started when he mentioned divorce. In a way, he was partly responsible. He suddenly remembered what the doctor had said. "Try to be nicer to

his earlier questioning and cursing. He closed his eyes in

idea about Michael's

this isn't a solution. I'll have a