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.

wanted to eat but

gave

old Mansion, Mason had already taken a

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

kitchen, carefully and skillfully making

aroma of the porridge wafted out from

was drawn to it and turned to look, seeing Emily busy

had her hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her

and 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 look. Michael couldn't help but think that he hadn't

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

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

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

lost in thought, Emily didn't bother to talk

all, he was always the one being

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

seeing you like this, Veda should be fine, right?"

there really a need to sit so far away

"Yeah, she's fine. The doctor

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

did the doctor say?" Emily asked

just said she needs rest," Michael

up the spoon and looked at the

the porridge with the spoon, Michael took a sip, feeling the delicate porridge melt on

only that the warmth of the moment would disappear in an instant, just like Scarlett's concern for

Michael's strange expression. She thought

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

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

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 him

and saw Michael still sitting on the

think, 'It's so late. Is he going out again? Whatever.

had just grabbed the doorknob when