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.

close the door. Then Michael pushed her back into the room and pinned her against the door. Emily was shocked. This familiar feeling made her realize what was happening. Michael seemed out of it. She was worried. "Michael, are you okay?" she asked. Michael didn't answer. He lifted her head and looked into her eyes. He was always captivated by her eyes,

hold back his restlessness any longer. He wrapped his arms around her

drug him? Did it not work, or has it already kicked in?' Judging by Michael like this, it seemed

to push him away, but she suddenly thought of the baby in her belly. She used all her strength to push Michael away, holding onto his shoulders. But

Emily up and laid her on the bed. Before she

seemed a bit out of it, but she still

back a bit. After

it like a question. Emily didn't answer, just

were Sophia under him

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 Michael like this, willing to endure his discomfort

bed, but she couldn't force him because she was Emily,

like this, Emily thought Michael wouldn't have any more thoughts about her and tried to push him

Michael suddenly grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head,

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

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