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.

eat but didn't know

gave

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

sitting at the dining table, busy handling the remaining project contracts for Smith

the kitchen, carefully and skillfully making

the aroma of the porridge wafted out from

to it and turned to

hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her beautiful and

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

to be her,

as Sophia's. Instead,

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

in thought, Emily didn't bother to

he was always the one

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

to ask you earlier, but seeing you like this, Veda should be fine, right?" Emily

Was there really a need to

she's fine. The doctor

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

the doctor say?"

she

the spoon and looked at the bowl of porridge Emily

delicate porridge melt on his tongue like cotton candy. The temperature was just right, neither too hot nor

disappear in an instant, just like Scarlett's

Emily asked, seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought there was something

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

Like a shy child, he lowered

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

and saw Michael still

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

just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are you doing?" "Going to sleep,"