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 an

in the old Mansion, Mason had already

dining table, busy handling the remaining

in the kitchen, carefully and skillfully

the porridge

it and turned to look, seeing Emily busy at

hair simply tied up, slightly revealing her beautiful and

the corner of her eye giving her a cold and alluring look. Michael couldn't help but think that he

be her, whom he saw every

Drink it 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

'What about Sophia? What do I need from her? Is it too late

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

was always the

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

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

that intimidating? Was there really a need to

she's fine.

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

the doctor say?" Emily

just said she

the spoon and looked at

on his tongue like cotton candy. The temperature was just right, neither too hot nor

disappear in an instant,

She

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

Like a shy child, he lowered his head and

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

dining table and saw Michael still sitting on the

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

Emily went upstairs first. She had just grabbed the doorknob when Michael followed. "What are you doing?" "Going to