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

gave her

at midnight in the old Mansion, Mason had already taken

table, busy handling the

was in the kitchen, carefully and skillfully making

the aroma of the porridge

to it and turned to look,

simply tied up, slightly

and her eyes under those lashes were clear and beautiful, with a tear mole at the corner of her eye

it to be her,

first, then get back to work," Emily said, her tone with Michael not as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like a quiet and virtuous wife, just

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

Michael standing still, lost in thought,

all, he was always the

of Michael, scooped a bowl for herself,

didn't get a chance to ask you earlier, but seeing you like this,

there really a need to

"Yeah, she's fine. The doctor

Michael couldn't help but think of Daniel again. But with Smith Corporation's influence in Emerald City, changing a doctor was a piece of

doctor

she needs rest," Michael

up the spoon and looked at

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

that the warmth of the moment would disappear in an

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

all, he always liked to find faults, maybe he

replied. Like a shy child, he lowered his head and

say much,

dining table and saw Michael

going out again? Whatever. I

doorknob when