The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 100 A Belated Apology

"In other words, you two are a true match," Abigail said.

"What's that?" Michael asked.

'The president of Smith Corporation doesn't even know what a true match is! Poor Emily, being with him all these years,' Abigail thought to herself. "A true match, simply put, means a perfect pair! Personality match, values match, in short, everything matches!" Abigail explained.

Seeing that Michael still didn't quite get it, Abigail decided to break it down even more.

"Think of it this way, you and Emily are definitely not a true match!"

As soon as she said this, the living room fell silent again.

Alright, she had put her foot in it again.

Seeing Michael's face darken, Abigail scratched her head helplessly and kept glancing at her phone screen, just wanting to ask, 'When is Emily coming?' The doorbell rang.

As it got darker, Ava thought it must be Emily this time. She ran to open the door with a face full of excitement, and this time she guessed right, but there was an unexpected addition.

"Ava, this is my friend, Daniel, here to help me move."

Hearing the word "move," Ava felt sad again.

"Mrs. Smith, do you really have to move? Aren't you doing well at Emerald Lake Manor?"

To be honest, Emily didn't know why she suddenly wanted to move. Logically, she didn't need to push herself so hard, especially since she wasn't financially well-off at the moment. Renting a house had already used up all her savings. Before she could answer Ava, Abigail had already rushed in from the living room. She hugged Emily tightly and gave her a big kiss.

my God! What

You've been gone all afternoon, I missed you

and just as he started to smile, he

bring a low-pressure atmosphere wherever he went, and the

this time would be the same. Emily was even prepared to fight Michael to the

and even asked Ava to

four of them stared at each

confrontation in

and under the warm light of the living room,

demeanor carried a hint of unspoken power. To use a more chilling metaphor, he was like a gentle blade, each cut lethal yet delivered with a

dramas; otherwise, she would have written this perfect male lead and second male lead scenario, and maybe the next

across from her, giving her constant

"You made this mess,

Emerald Lake Manor? Wasn't that like

all night to hear Emily call his name. He looked

pointed to the

study now. She used to go in often, bringing warm soup and

why pretend? There were only a few people

study hit her. Emily took a deep breath, just about to speak when Michael spoke

"You go first."

"No, you go first."

Michael was unusually gentlemanly

After all, they were about to get divorced, and she was about to move

was there to

out, you must already know