The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 13 Can I Stay at Your Place?

Moreover, Daniel'd got his hand on her head, and she didn't even flinch. Michael didn't waste a second; he barged right in. Seeing Emily called Daniel so sweetly, Michael's blood was boiling he was ready to tear the guy apart. Emily snapped, "What are you even talking about? There's a lot you don't know about me." She shoot Daniel an awkward, apologetic look. "Daniel, I'm sorry for putting you in this spot. You go ahead, we'll figure out another time." Daniel gave Michael a quick glance but decided to keep quiet. "Call me if you need anything," he told Emily before walking out.

Michael's face twisted with anger, and he pointed in the direction Daniel left. "Is this why you're so eager to divorce me? You've got someone else already, huh?" Any guilt or hesitation he felt last night is long gone. Emily's fury flared up. "Mr. Smith, do you really have to make a scene in the hospital?" she said, trying to stay calm.

Michael looked into her calm eyes, and it just made him angrier. His chest tightened. 'Was she threatening me?' he thought, rubbing his chest.

Determined to cause a scene, he crossed his arms and plopped down in a chair. "Who is he? If you don't explain right now, no one's leaving."

Emily found his behavior both ridiculous and infuriating. She actually laughed out loud. "Michael, are you being serious right now? You're acting like a child." She surprised herself with how affectionate she sounded. Michael was taken aback by her laughter. When Emily genuinely smiled, it was like her eyes light up with stars. He couldn't look away.

Her smile took the edge off his anger, and his expression softened, though his tone stayed cold. "Don't change the subject. That guy's no good. Even if we divorce, you can't be with him." His possessiveness left Emily speechless. "We're already divorced. Why do you care who I'm with?" she snapped, grabbing her clothes and heading to the bathroom.

Michael knew he shouldn't care about Daniel, but seeing him touch Emily's hair drove him crazy.

Just then, Andrew's call snapped Michael out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, I'll be there soon. Had to pick someone up," Michael said into the phone.

door. So he came to the hospital for something else and picking her up was just an afterthought. She

and standing at the door with her phone. Michael was still on the phone but hung up slowly when he

passenger door and saw Sophia sitting inside,

look as he opened the door on the other side. "Why

so I picked her up. What's the big deal?" He acted like it was the most normal thing

clenched her fists, watching

you? I get carsick, so I took the front seat. Otherwise, I would've let you sit here." Sophia pretended to get out of

down. Sophia smirked again, her eyes saying, "See, it's not

so dramatic and get in

with Michael? Not happening.' She

the Maybach before. The car started and

place for a few days? My mom's traveling, and my dad's always working late. I'm so bored at home alone." She tugged at Michael's sleeve, whining as they waited at

through the rearview mirror. She didn't even look at him, just stared out the window like

a pang of discomfort. He'd rather she slam the door and yell at him than ignore him completely

you hear me?" Sophia asked again, seeing him zone out. Michael, clearly distracted, just replied, "If

'How could he? How