The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

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.

it cool. "I just got back to the country, haven't had time to deal with them. But since you two are here, you can help

were spotless, clearly

were no servants or family members to

been taking care of

so carelessly, Michael

if anyone's to blame, it's Emily's friend, who insisted on telling me Emily was hurt..." Before Michael could finish, Emily appeared

signaling

this, Michael obediently shut up, then lowered his voice and said to Bryan, "See that? Women are like that, once they have a friend, they side with them,

as if something had struck a chord

same time, the food Emily

scene was conveniently covered

was it really covered

least it planted a

not much seasoning here. So we can't

the two guys

late at night? Who said you can't eat it late at night?" Emily thought it was perfectly normal. It was

got ready to eat. "Michael, this is for you." Emily handed a bowl of sesame sauce to

a frown. "He's allergic to sesame sauce, make him

Michael for three years and loved him wholeheartedly for three

could she not know he was allergic to

just used a little trick to reveal Bryan's concern

was also surprised, he didn't

friendship was so deep, it would be hard to

Emily couldn't help

she did

sauce I made, it's really

was being kind and