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.

to eat but didn't know

Michael gave her

in the old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative

table, busy handling the remaining project

in the kitchen, carefully and

of the porridge

was drawn to it and turned to look,

had her hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her beautiful and delicate

so 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

didn't expect it to be her, whom he

her tone with Michael not as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like

Michael felt that he needed a woman like Emily. He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I need from

standing still, lost in thought, Emily didn't bother to talk to

all, he was always

of porridge in front of Michael, scooped a bowl for

earlier, but seeing you like this,

intimidating? Was there really a need to sit so

darkened, "Yeah, she's fine. The

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

doctor say?" Emily asked

just said she

that, Michael picked up the spoon and looked at the

took a sip, feeling the delicate porridge melt on his

the moment would disappear in an instant, just like Scarlett's concern for

not good?" Emily asked, seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought there was something wrong with the porridge she

faults, maybe he would want

Like a shy child, he lowered his head and finished the bowl

expect that Michael didn't give her any trouble, didn't even say much, and finished the whole pot of porridge she made. What was up with him today?

the dining table and saw Michael still sitting on the sofa, not

couldn't help but think, 'It's so late. Is he going out again? Whatever. I can't stay

Emily went upstairs first. She had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are you doing?" "Going to