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

gave

at midnight in the old Mansion, Mason had already taken a sedative and was sound

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

was in the kitchen, carefully and skillfully making

the aroma of the porridge wafted out from the

turned to look, seeing Emily busy

her hair simply tied up,

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 seen such a fresh and

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

tone with Michael not as shy as Sophia's. Instead, she was more like a

He pondered, 'What about Sophia? What do I need from her? Is it too late to

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

all, he was always

porridge in front of Michael, scooped a bowl for

earlier, but seeing you like this, Veda

look that intimidating? Was there really a need

face darkened, "Yeah, she's

but think of Daniel again. But with Smith Corporation's influence in

did the doctor say?" Emily asked

she needs

spoon and looked at

Michael took a sip, feeling the delicate porridge melt on his tongue like

disappear in an instant, just like Scarlett's concern for him, just like Veda's

good?" Emily asked, seeing Michael's strange expression. She thought there

he would want her to redo it in

Michael replied. Like a shy child, he lowered his head and finished the bowl of

the two of them got along surprisingly peacefully. Emily didn't expect that Michael didn't give her any trouble, didn't even say much, and finished

and saw Michael still

he going out again? Whatever.

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