The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 11 A Fight Leads to the Hospital

An hour later, Michael wrapped up his conference call and noticed Emily snoozing on the couch in his study. For the first time, he felt a mix of amusement and frustration. 'Does she come here just to sleep?' he wondered.

He walked over with his long strides and spotted two thin sheets of paper on the floor-the divorce agreement.

His smile vanished, replaced by a grim look. 'So she comes to talk about the divorce. Is she that eager?'

Even though he was the one who suggested the divorce, seeing her signature on the agreement made him feel weirdly uncomfortable.

If he was going to feel bad, she shouldn't feel good either. With that thought, he picked up a pillow from the floor and tossed it at Emily, not too hard but not too gently either. Emily was only napping lightly and woke up immediately when the pillow hit her.

"Are you done with your meeting?" Emily sat up, annoyed that she had fallen asleep, likely due to her pregnancy.

"What? Did you come here specifically to sleep, or are you just in a hurry to get divorced from me?" Michael snorted angrily, his eyes drifting to the divorce agreement on the coffee table.

Hearing this, Emily immediately stood up and grabbed the divorce agreement. She hadn't come here to sleep.

"Yeah, didn't you want a divorce a long time ago? I've already signed it. Let's find a time to get the divorce decree." She stated expressionlessly.

Michael felt a wave of discomfort, as if she had said something outrageous.

realize his own panic made him speak without thinking. Emily stared at

retorted, "Stop talking nonsense. Isn't

came back, he

happy that Emily agreed to the divorce, but instead, he felt angry and suffocated. Ignoring his discomfort, he looked at Emily

and shouted out everything she had been suppressing. She had convinced herself. She was about to divorce him,

realized she had been lying to herself. She cared, which was why she felt disappointed and heartbroken. It felt like a hand was squeezing her heart,

saw her suddenly turn pale and clutch her

speaking, she felt a cramp in

Stop pretending. My relationship with Sophia has nothing to do with you, and I don't want you to interfere." Michael said coldly, hands in his

pain intensified, and she couldn't care about what he

She squatted on

Seeing she wasn't pretending, his face changed, and he

and starting to feel guilty for his harsh words. Michael also felt cramps in his lower abdomen, the pain stimulating his nerves. Fortunately, there was an emergency room open at night. When Emily arrived at the hospital, she remembered she couldn't let Michael find out she was pregnant, especially since she had just had a check-up that morning. She took the opportunity while Michael was paying to ask the doctor to

prescribe some medication to help you keep the baby, and you should stay overnight for observation. If everything is fine, you can go home tomorrow," the emergency doctor, a kind middle-aged woman, said. Emily nodded. "Thank you, but can I

sigh of relief, glad she had managed to keep it

returned to the room, Emily had already changed into a hospital gown and was quietly leaning against the headboard, looking frail and

he had never truly cared for her or understood her. Now, feeling connected

woman, any man would be proud to take to social events. But she was too quiet, so quiet that he often forgot she