The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 43 Who Am I

Emily glanced over but didn't say a word. She had no clue how to design jewelry for the woman who might be hooking up with her husband.

After a long pause, she finally grabbed her phone, ready to call Michael. She couldn't keep her anxious thoughts at bay any longer. 'Is Michael really involved with a movie star? Are they at a hotel right now? What are they doing?' Emily's mind raced. Sometimes she pictured them having sex, other times she thought Michael, being a clean freak, wouldn't touch another woman.

While Emily was lost in her thoughts, the door suddenly got kicked open. She jumped, dropping her phone on the bed. Looking up, she saw Michael standing there.

A wave of relief washed over Emily. He wasn't with the movie star or Sophia. Trying to hide her excitement, she walked over. But something seemed off about Michael. He was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

Emily walked closer and sniffed. There was just a faint smell of red wine; he shouldn't be drunk. She asked softly, "Michael, what's wrong with you?"

Michael saw Emily approaching and clenched his fists, trying to keep it together. Finally, in a strained voice, he said, "Get out!"

Emily froze, not daring to move closer. She swallowed her bitterness and said, "Fine, I'll go."

She forcefully shut the door, but just as it was about to close, Michael suddenly blocked it with his hand.

door. Emily was shocked. This familiar feeling made her realize what was happening. Michael seemed out of it. She was worried. "Michael, are

restlessness any longer. He wrapped his arms around her

Thalia at the hotel two hours ago? What's going on? Did Thalia drug him? Did it not work, or has it already kicked in?' Judging by Michael like this, it seemed Thalia hadn't succeeded yet. But she couldn't think about that now because Michael's hands were already under

to push Michael away, holding onto his shoulders.

the bed. Before she could get up, he pinned her down and said, "Don't

out of it, but she still asked, "Who am I? Michael, do you

question, Michael seemed to snap back a bit. After a moment,

asked it like a question. Emily didn't answer, just stared at him. His

She thought, if it were Sophia under him now, he'd probably kiss

thought in her mind, tears quietly rolled down Emily's cheeks. She never wanted to compare herself to Sophia because she found Sophia disgusting and fake. But seeing

a huge humiliation for a woman in bed, but she couldn't force him because she was Emily,

wouldn't have any more

hands and pinned

he kissed her without hesitation. At that moment, Emily felt like she

He even unbuttoned her nightgown. Emily suddenly felt a chill. She reached down and felt the metal buckle