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

the old Mansion, Mason had

dining table, busy handling

was in the kitchen, carefully

the porridge wafted out from the

turned to look, seeing Emily busy at the

her hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her beautiful

mole at the corner of her eye giving her a cold

expect it to be her, whom he saw every

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

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

in thought, Emily didn't bother to

he was always the one

in front of Michael, scooped a bowl for herself, and sat down a few chairs away

seeing you like this, Veda should be fine,

he look that intimidating? Was there really a

face darkened, "Yeah, she's fine.

with Smith Corporation's influence in Emerald City, changing a doctor was

the doctor say?"

just said she needs rest," Michael

spoon and looked at the bowl of porridge Emily

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

feelings, only that the warmth of the moment would disappear in an instant, just

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

always liked to find faults, maybe he would want her

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

along surprisingly peacefully. Emily didn't expect that Michael didn't give her any trouble, didn't even say much, and finished the whole pot of porridge

and saw Michael still sitting on the

so late. Is he going out again? Whatever.

She had just grabbed the doorknob when