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

gave her an

in the old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative

busy handling the remaining project contracts

in the kitchen, carefully and skillfully

aroma of the porridge wafted out

to it and turned to look, seeing Emily busy

simply tied up, slightly revealing her beautiful and delicate

that 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

expect it to be her,

back to work," Emily said, her tone with Michael not as shy as Sophia's.

needed a woman like Emily. He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I

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

was always the one

Michael, scooped a bowl for herself, and sat down a few

earlier, but seeing you like this, Veda should be

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

"Yeah, she's fine. The doctor

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

did the doctor say?" Emily asked

said she needs rest," Michael

up the spoon and looked at the

the delicate porridge melt on his tongue like cotton candy. The

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

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

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

very good," Michael replied. Like a shy child, he lowered his head

didn't give her any trouble, didn't even say much, and finished the whole pot of porridge she made.

the dining table and saw Michael still sitting on the sofa, not

think, 'It's so late. Is he going out again? Whatever. I can't

She had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are you doing?" "Going