The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 17 Sneaking Back to the Room at Midnight

Emily glanced at Scarlett, wondering why she used to be so scared of her. Now, she just saw Scarlett as a clueless socialite.

"Say something. Stop pretending. I never wanted Michael to marry you, and now I see I was right..." Before Scarlett could finish, Emily puked all over her. "Oh, crap! Emily, what the hell are you doing?" Scarlett jumped back, totally grossed out.

Emily wiped her mouth and gave a fake apology. "Sorry, I ate too much tonight and couldn't hold it in," she said with a casual smile. 'Yeah, I did it on purpose.'

"You just wait." Veda snapped, then helped the fuming Scarlett leave.

"Baby, you did great. You know they've all been bullying me, right?" Emily murmured softly, rubbing her belly with a gentle look in her eyes.

Scarlett had just left when Benjamin knocked on the door again. Emily was annoyed, feeling like it was never-ending.

"Mrs. Smith, you should go to the family chapel. Mr. Michael Smith refuses to take his medicine and is vomiting," Benjamin said, looking worried.

Emily didn't seem bothered and replied coolly, "Then call a doctor. Why come to me?" She didn't want to see him now. He had been so firm in his words, and she didn't want to seem desperate.

"Mrs. Smith, it was Mr. Michael Smith who asked me to call you. Please, just go to him. Mr. Michael Smith's back is badly injured, and Mr. Mason Smith was really harsh," Benjamin, who had watched Michael grow up, naturally felt sorry for him. Emily stayed unmoved. Benjamin knew they were getting a divorce and were still mad at each other.

"Benjamin, tell him that if he wants to die, then never take the medicine," Emily said coldly, closing the door.

Benjamin had no choice but to leave, shaking his head.

When Michael heard that Emily didn't want to see him, the pain in his back seemed to get worse. Trembling, he finished copying the family rules for the thirty-eighth time and then collapsed. Benjamin quickly helped him up. "Mr. Michael Smith, just admit your mistake and stop talking about divorce. Mr. Mason Smith won't punish you anymore. Don't be so stubborn."

but asked, "Did Mrs. Smith vomit tonight?" since

does he seem

on Mrs. Scarlett Smith, and Mrs. Scarlett Smith was

Michael's lips curled into a smile. He could picture Scarlett's angry face. 'When did Emily get so bold to puke

trouble her, did she?" His first reaction was to worry if Scarlett had given

why talk about divorce? You're suffering for nothing, and it's

what caring looks like? But the pain in my back reminds me I shouldn't

for me," he said, understanding why Emily didn't want to

family chapel. He wanted to see if Emily was really so heartless, not caring about

quite far from their quarters. His back hurt, and he walked slowly. However, he was familiar with the place, so he soon found his way back to the

turn on the light. By the moonlight through the window, he saw a small lump on the

rules, she was sleeping. Childishly, he yanked

but as soon as he

had a fever.

He lifted her upper body with one hand. Maybe it was because

here?" Emily's voice was

you could have died from

a fever. No wonder she

was still groggy from the fever.

you sneak out?"

tell grandpa?" Michael said, getting up to look for

now, mind

watched him turn on the light