The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Mediating Conflicts

Emily piped up, "I'm starving, let's grab a bite together. Bryan, got any food at your place?"

Of course, Emily knew Bryan's fridge was empty.

She asked on purpose so they could all cook a meal together.

That way, Michael and Bryan might finally clear the air and make up.

Bryan shrugged, "Not a thing."

Just as Emily expected.

"I'm not eating," Michael snapped, stubborn as ever.

Emily shot him a fierce look, and he quickly backed down, his eyes drifting to a photo of him and Bryan on their twelfth birthday. They'd celebrated every birthday together as kids.

But as time went on and grudges built up, Michael had let those memories fade. He didn't expect Bryan to have kept them so well.

Emily said, "If there's nothing, I'll order something to cook. You two chill for a bit and then come help. And no fighting."

With that, Emily headed to the kitchen, leaving Michael and Bryan on the couch.

They hadn't eaten much at the jewelry exhibition, and all three were pretty hungry.

For some reason, neither of them wanted to leave, and the tension hung in the air, but it wasn't awkward.

"Why'd you keep all these photos?" Michael finally broke the silence.

back to the country, haven't had time to deal with them. But since you two are here, you can help me toss them when you leave."

spotless, clearly someone

no servants or family members

he had been taking care

carelessly, Michael smirked. "We're

I wrongly accused you earlier. But if anyone's to blame, it's Emily's friend, who insisted on telling me Emily was hurt..." Before Michael could

glared at Michael, clearly signaling him

then lowered his voice and said to Bryan, "See that? Women are like that, once they have a friend, they side with them, not caring

something had struck a

same time, the food

was conveniently

was it

it planted a seed in

here. So we can't cook, let's just order some

the two guys looked at

not okay to eat Mexican food late at night? Who said you can't eat it late

the seasoning, set the table, and got ready to

interrupted with a frown. "He's allergic to sesame sauce, make him a different one." Instinctive concern

had taken care of Michael for three years and

could she not know he was allergic to sesame

just used a little trick to reveal

he didn't expect Bryan

so deep, it would be hard to

couldn't help but feel

what she did next was purely

added, "Bryan, this is a new seafood sauce I

being kind

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