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

gave

in the old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative and

busy handling the remaining project contracts

kitchen,

of the porridge wafted out from the

and turned to

tied up,

Emily's eyelashes were 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 help but think

expect it to be her,

Michael not as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like a quiet and virtuous wife, just doing

pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I need from her? Is it too

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

always the one

the bowl of porridge in front of Michael, scooped a bowl for herself, and sat down a

chance to ask you earlier, but seeing you

he look that intimidating? Was there really a need to sit so

"Yeah, she's fine. The doctor

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

did the doctor

said she needs

up the spoon and looked

the porridge with the spoon, Michael took a sip, feeling the delicate porridge melt on his tongue

feelings, only that the warmth of the moment would disappear

Emily asked, seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought there was something wrong with the porridge she

all, he always liked to find faults, maybe he

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

much, and finished

cleaned up the dining table and saw Michael

out again? Whatever. I can't stay up any

had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are