The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 113 Sleep with Me Tonight

Back in the bedroom, Emily felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her.

She yawned, glancing at the flashy diamond ring on her finger, and smiled.

Suddenly, she heard the roar of a car engine outside the window.

Emily walked over and saw Michael getting out of the car alone, looking totally wiped out.

It seemed like Veda's condition had gotten better.

Emily blinked, gathering the last bit of her energy to head downstairs to see Michael.

"You're back? Have you eaten? You must be starving. Should I ask Anson to whip up something for you?" Emily asked.

This was a rare show of concern from Emily towards Michael.

She really looked like the lady of the house, holding down the fort in this somewhat chaotic home.

Michael was surprised but felt a weird sense of happiness.

But then he thought, maybe Emily was just being polite because of all the Smith family drama.

Michael thought helplessly about their impending divorce.

"It's so late, don't bother Anson. Can you make me some porridge? I want something light," Michael said.

His stomach was really bothering him. He hadn't been eating well these past few days, and the sensory connection with Emily made his stomach churn, especially after seeing Daniel today. Already down because of Veda's suicide attempt, he was now even more drained and irritable.

"Okay, I'll make it," Emily replied.

She was also surprised that Michael actually wanted porridge.

Today, she had gone to the hospital to see Isabella, had spicy Mexican food for lunch, and was shocked by Veda's suicide attempt in the evening. Later, she had Ceviche with Mason. After all that, Emily's stomach was also feeling off.

wanted to eat but didn't

Michael gave her an

old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative and

busy handling the remaining

in the kitchen, carefully and skillfully

the porridge wafted

to

tied up,

long, and her eyes under those lashes were clear and beautiful, with a tear mole at the corner of her eye giving her a cold and alluring look. Michael couldn't help but think that he

be her, whom he saw every

to work," Emily said, her tone with Michael not as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like a quiet and virtuous wife, just doing what she should,

like Emily. He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I need

standing still, lost in thought, Emily

all, he was always the one being

the bowl of porridge in front of Michael, scooped a bowl for

you earlier, but seeing you like this, Veda should be

intimidating? Was there really a need to sit so far away

darkened, "Yeah, she's fine.

of Daniel again. But with Smith Corporation's influence in Emerald City, changing a doctor was a piece

doctor say?" Emily

just said she

Michael picked up the spoon and looked at the bowl of porridge Emily

the porridge with the spoon, Michael took a sip, feeling the delicate porridge melt on his tongue like cotton candy. The temperature was just

only that the warmth of the moment would disappear in an instant, just like Scarlett's concern for him, just like Veda's

seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought there was something wrong with the

always liked to find faults, maybe he would want her to redo it in

very good," Michael replied. Like a shy child, he lowered

didn't even say much, and

saw Michael still sitting on

but think, 'It's so late. Is he going out again? Whatever. I can't stay up any longer; I have to sleep

upstairs first. She had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed.