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.

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

restlessness any longer. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her hard

in disbelief. She wanted to curse, wondering who had drugged Michael this time. 'But wasn't he with 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

to push Michael away, holding onto his shoulders. But Michael couldn't control himself anymore. The restlessness

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

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

back a bit. After a moment,

question. Emily didn't answer, just

bitterness. She thought, if it were Sophia under him

cheeks. She never wanted to compare herself to Sophia because she found Sophia disgusting and fake. But seeing Michael like this, willing to endure his discomfort rather

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

thought Michael wouldn't have any

Michael suddenly grabbed her hands and pinned them

Emily

was kissed into a daze. He even unbuttoned her nightgown. Emily suddenly felt a chill. She reached down and felt the metal buckle of Michael's belt against her belly, and she immediately sobered