The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 190 The Obstetrics and Gynecology Department

Michael mulled it over, and no matter how he sliced it, something felt off.

"No way, Emily's lying to me," he muttered.

Seeing Michael muttering things, seemingly a bit unhinged, Andrew got a bit freaked out. Could Michael have been possessed by a ghost after not seeing Emily for a few days?

"Mr. Smith, you..." Andrew started.

Michael cut him off, "You, call Emily again."

Andrew blinked, "What?"

"I said, call her right now. Tell her the shareholders are causing trouble at the company again, and I got hurt while negotiating. Now I'm in the hospital, and she needs to come immediately," Michael ordered. "Mr. Smith, isn't that a bit much?" Andrew hesitated.

"A bit much? Andrew, you haven't been with me for a few days, and now you're switching sides? What, you don't listen to me anymore, or is Emily secretly paying you extra?" Michael snapped. "No, Mr. Smith, I'll call her right away," Andrew stammered, rushing out of the office to dial Emily's number.

Emily was still fuming at Michael, but more than that, she was mad at herself. She couldn't let go of him, willing to endure all this crap for him, but she just couldn't understand why he hated her so much and wouldn't let her go. Her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. It was Andrew.

At that moment, she was in the showroom of JM Jewelry, helping Bryan entertain some business partners. The conversation was going well until it shifted to Smith Corporation because everyone knew she was Michael's wife. Emily hated it but had to put up with it. She thought of stepping out for some air but didn't expect Smith Corporation's troubles to follow her.

now?" she snapped, answering the

again, and Mr. Smith got injured. He's

life. The hospital was so crowded it made her dizzy. Unable to find Michael in the

and laughing with the nurses at the nurse's station.

Michael stood tall at 6'1", with striking features, perfectly proportioned double eyelids, and a sunny smile. He always had this indifferent attitude, like the world was

she was under

Emily felt her heart

one who worried about him the most, yet

gritted her teeth, and walked forward. Her flat shoes

Michael that he slowly

here?" Michael said, sounding

loved toying with her, playing

serious, huh? You even have time to flirt in

scattered. They had no choice; this was a hospital, and they couldn't argue with Emily. Plus, she had that strong wife

nicely?" Michael

was in casual clothes, a cardigan paired with wide-leg pants, very

had planned this hospital meeting to take her for a gynecological check-up. He wanted to know if Emily was really suffering from some incurable stomach illness or if she was pregnant, and whose child

I'm leaving. Don't waste my time next time; I