The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 18 Fever in the Dead of Night

At that moment, Michael finally got how much Emily actually cared about him. Before, he'd been too stubborn to see it, treating her like she was just there for his convenience-calling her up when he needed something and ignoring her the rest of the time.

Now, he felt like a total jerk. Emily, the one he'd never really paid attention to, had taken a whipping for him. Seeing those marks on her back made him feel worse than if he'd been the one getting whipped.

"Let go of me, Michael. Don't make me hate you," Emily struggled harder.

Michael suddenly let go. Emily stood up and slapped him. She didn't have much strength, so it didn't hurt him much. Compared to the pain on his back, it was nothing.

For the first time, Emily saw guilt and hesitation on Michael's face. 'Is he actually feeling sorry for me?' she wondered.

After hitting him, she noticed Michael wasn't mad. Normally, he was so aloof that he wouldn't tolerate being slapped by anyone.

"You hit me so easily, so why did you take that whip for me?" Michael sneered.

Emily, still feverish and sweating from the struggle, snapped back, "Yeah, I shouldn't have taken it for you. I should've let grandpa beat you to death. Then we wouldn't need a divorce, and I could inherit your estate!"

Thinking about Michael lifting her clothes earlier, she didn't know whether to feel more ashamed or angry.

Either way, she really didn't want to see him right now. She checked her phone and saw it was already 2:30 a.m.

"Are you still not leaving?" Emily glared at him coldly.

you some medicine," Michael said, deciding

wasn't feeling great either;

she was still shaking. She didn't know what had come over her. 'How could I hit him? Am I

she quickly got up and searched on her phone whether pregnant women could take

casually; physical cooling was best. Just

are you looking at that's so secretive?" Michael sneered, holding medicine in one hand and a cup of water

in his hand and said coldly, "I'm not taking it.

stop being unreasonable. Take the medicine, or I'll force it down your throat,"

desperately thinking of an excuse. "I'm allergic to fever medicine. I can't

me to force the medicine down your throat?" His patience was

earlier, and it was nearing 102 degrees Fahrenheit. "I really am allergic. Do you have any alcohol? I can use physical cooling. I always get through fevers this way," Emily compromised, retreating to a

didn't want to bother anyone else, so she had to ask Michael to find some alcohol. Even Michael found it hard to believe he was actually listening

it myself," Emily said, taking the alcohol from him. She didn't want Michael helping her wipe down; that would be way too

quickly wiped her neck and arms with the alcohol and then tossed

felt the urge to explain that he'd been impulsive earlier, but he didn't know how to start because he had indeed brought up the

Michael said

his pale and sickly face but didn't say anything. Maybe she was too proud to speak

found out about the commotion in the middle of the night. Emily hadn't gotten up yet when Mason brought

also reassured Emily not to worry about today's family banquet and to rest well. Emily felt a warm feeling in her heart.

calling it a family banquet was more like a work report. Most of them were there to report their monthly work progress to the head of the