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

gave her

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

was sitting at the dining table, busy handling the remaining project

the kitchen,

aroma of the porridge wafted out from the

was drawn to it and turned to

hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her

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

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

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 doing what she should, helping Michael manage everything

Sophia? What

in thought, Emily didn't

was always the

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

ask you earlier, but seeing you

really a need to sit so

she's fine. The doctor

Smith Corporation's influence in Emerald City, changing

did the doctor say?"

said she needs

picked up the spoon and looked at the bowl of porridge

delicate porridge melt on his tongue like cotton candy. The temperature was just right, neither

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

strange expression. She thought there was something wrong with the porridge

find faults, maybe he would want her

it's very good," Michael replied. Like a shy child, he lowered

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 she made. What was up with

and saw

late. Is he going out again? Whatever. I can't stay up any longer;

Emily went upstairs first. She had just grabbed the doorknob