The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 114 Sharing the Same Bed, Mutual Infatuation

"No need..." Emily muttered.

She wanted to refuse, but Michael cut her off.

"Emily, we're still married. Why the rush to sleep in separate rooms?" Michael asked.

"Seriously, no need," Emily insisted.

"You take the left, I'll take the right. I won't touch you," Michael said.

"But really, no need," Emily repeated.

Her mind went blank.

"Emily, my patience has limits. Are you playing hard to get?" Michael asked.

"I'm not that bored," Emily shot back.

"Then just sleep here. I promise not to touch you. I have an early meeting tomorrow," Michael said.

"Fine, whatever," Emily sighed.

Honestly, she didn't want to agree.

But the room was pitch black, and in the silence, every sense was heightened. Michael's warm body was pressed against her, his breath on her forehead.

Emily couldn't stand it! This ambiguous atmosphere was unbearable. If it kept up, something was bound to happen!

So she decided to follow Michael's suggestion-one would sleep on the left side, and the other on the right. But there was only one blanket, which bugged Emily. "I'll grab another blanket from the guest room," Emily said.

"No," Michael replied.

"Why not?" Emily asked.

"Who knows what's on those guest room blankets? I can't have that touching me. Emily, if we're sharing a bed, consider my feelings," Michael said.

"I..." Emily was speechless again.

but

spread the blanket, took off her shoes, and got into bed

"Emily," Michael called.

"What now?" Emily snapped.

you shower before

"I..." Emily sighed.

had no choice but to

was exhausted, her eyelids heavy,

wanted

finished drying her hair, changed into pajamas, and walked out of the

Emily screamed, startling Michael.

Why are you screaming?" Michael

ask you that! What are you doing?" Emily

ready to shower. I heard you drying

undress in the bathroom?"

care when I undress?"

at a

lost arguments with

only comfort herself with the thought of their impending divorce, muttering, "Yeah, I don't care. We're getting divorced soon, so I don't care about you!" Michael, about to enter the

next second, he turned around, looking at Emily in bed with a

clearly freaked out

pulled the blanket up to her chest and stammered, "What... what are you doing? Weren't you going to take

noticed the ring on Emily's

very familiar

grandmother had given back to Mason before she passed

Smith family and was very significant to Michael. But now,

it to

waist and his firm hips. As for what Michael just asked, she

"What?" Emily said.

drool," Michael

not drooling," Emily

Emily in

found her somewhat cute, and her slightly flushed face made him feel a bit

shouldn't have such thoughts about

away