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

Michael gave her an

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

sitting at the dining table, busy handling

the kitchen, carefully and skillfully

aroma of the porridge wafted out from the

to look, seeing Emily busy

tied up, slightly

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 hadn't seen such a fresh and

didn't expect it to be her, whom he saw every

as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more

that he needed a woman like Emily. He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What

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

he was always

a bowl for herself, and

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

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

she's

help but think of Daniel again. But with Smith Corporation's influence in

the doctor say?" Emily

just said she needs

Michael picked up the spoon and looked

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

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

asked, seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought

to find faults, maybe he would want her

very good," Michael replied. Like a shy child, he lowered his head and finished the bowl

even say much, and

the dining table and saw Michael still

so late. Is he going out again? Whatever. I can't stay up any longer; I

first. She had just grabbed the doorknob