The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 126

Chapter 126 Feeding Hawthorn

As soon as Emily finished talking, she noticed Michael driving and opening his mouth wide at her.

"What are you doing?" Emily asked, puzzled.

"Didn't you tell me to eat some hawthorn to settle my stomach?" Michael replied.

"I meant for you to eat it yourself," Emily said, rolling her eyes.

"Emily, I'm driving, and there are no traffic lights on this road," Michael pointed out.

Emily sighed, realizing he had a point. Driving did need full attention.

Reluctantly, she slowly brought the hawthorn to Michael's mouth.

"Emily, you're too far away, I can't reach it," Michael said.

With a huff, Emily stretched her arm further until Michael could finally take a bite. The warmth of his lips brushed her hand for a moment before disappearing. She quickly pulled her hand back, relieved. Michael felt the hawthorn juice burst in his mouth, and his mood lifted. He couldn't resist teasing her. "What are you dodging for? Afraid I'll bite you?"

Emily hesitated, unsure how to respond. Michael, still casual, said, "Give me another one."

Emily thought to herself, 'Another one? Oh well, it's just for show.'

grabbed a handful from the box and stuffed it

are you doing, trying

sudden influx of hawthorn, Michael quickly turned the steering wheel and found a safe spot to park. He braked hard and bent

getting divorced for now. Are you trying to kill me to take all my assets?" Michael

sneered. "Sorry, I'm not interested in your assets. I just thought feeding you all at once would

for a moment, then burst out laughing. Emily was utterly

did you just say? You want to feed me all at once so you won't have to bother? That sounds a bit strange. Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you?" Michael retorted. Emily's cheeks turned red as she realized what he meant. She had said it without thinking, and now

the hawthorn box and reached for the door handle, but

quickly grabbed her arm.

please show me some respect, we're about

the police station. Sit tight and don't do anything dangerous," Michael said firmly. He then leaned over to help Emily fasten her seatbelt, his demeanor

her eyes red-rimmed. Michael

her head

me, did it wrong

her

marrying him wronged her? How could he

know it wronged you. I'm sorry. I know I can't make it up to you, but if you need, I'll get you five boxes of hawthorn tomorrow." Meanwhile, Andrew was busy having people investigate

for the next big move from Smith

was out of options this time. The next step should

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