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

gave her

old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative and was sound

at the dining table, busy handling

the kitchen, carefully and skillfully making

of the porridge

to it and turned to look, seeing Emily busy at

had her hair simply tied up, slightly

of her eye giving her a cold and alluring look. Michael couldn't help but think that he hadn't seen such a

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

as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like a quiet and virtuous wife, just doing what she

felt that he needed a woman like Emily. He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I need from

in thought, Emily didn't

was always

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

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

there really a need to sit

she's fine. The doctor

couldn't help but think of Daniel again. But with Smith Corporation's influence

the doctor say?" Emily

just said she needs

that, Michael picked up the spoon and looked at the bowl of porridge Emily

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

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

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

maybe he would want her to redo it in

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

peacefully. Emily didn't expect that Michael didn't give her any trouble, didn't even say much, and finished

saw Michael still sitting on

couldn't help but think, 'It's so late. Is he going out again?

this, Emily went upstairs first. She had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are