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.

Do you already have someone else?" Michael didn't realize his own panic made him speak without thinking. Emily stared at him in disbelief, not understanding

nonsense. Isn't it

as Sophia came back,

have overreacted. Logically, he should be happy that Emily agreed to the divorce, but instead, he felt angry and suffocated. Ignoring

during the marriage, or didn't she rush to be the other woman?" Emily finally couldn't hold back and shouted out everything she had been suppressing. She

realized she had been lying to herself. She cared, which was why she felt disappointed and heartbroken.

Michael could say anything, he saw her suddenly turn pale and clutch

speaking, she felt a cramp in her

nothing to do with you, and I don't want you to interfere."

and she couldn't care about what he was saying.

my stomach hurts. Can you take me to the hospital?" She squatted on the ground, tears of pain

wasn't pretending, his

said, putting aside their argument 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 keep it a

pregnancy, no extreme emotions. Luckily, this time it's just uterine contractions caused by your mood, but now your progesterone is a bit low, so it's more likely to have a miscarriage. I'll 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 ask you a favor? My husband doesn't know I'm pregnant yet. Can you

doctor nodded in understanding and left. Emily breathed a sigh of

into a hospital gown and was quietly leaning against the headboard, looking

for her

a beautiful woman, any man would be proud to take to social events. But