The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 203 Accidentally Hurting Michael

The lights in the Smith Mansion suddenly went out, leaving everyone in the dark.

Emily fumbled to turn them back on, but Michael grabbed her and kissed her forcefully. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, even her palms were burning up.

"Help!" Emily tried to scream. She knew she couldn't let herself give in to this.

But then it hit her - someone in the Smith family had drugged her.

Maybe it was Mason, or Benjamin, or even Veda...

Any one of them could be behind it. They never respected her, never asked for her opinion, just treated her like a pawn to be handed over to Michael. "Emily, answer me, we can always change our minds."

Michael repeated himself, and it was something Emily just couldn't stand.

"Michael!" She shoved Michael away, tears streaming down her face. "What are you talking about! We can't go back to how things were, you said it yourself. You said you wanted to get back with Sophia! Why are you being so two-faced with me? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Or do you think I'm stupid? We can't go back, never again!"

With that, Emily tried to leave.

But the drug was still in her system, and she struggled to get up, failing over and over.

Meanwhile, Michael was burning up.

He had drunk a whole glass of water, so the drug's effect was hitting him hard.

Deep down, Michael knew Emily was rejecting him.

But he could only grab her hand again, begging her not to leave him, not to leave Emerald Lake Manor. "Emily... I'm begging you, help me, please?"

It was the same plea.

Emily bit her lip hard. At that moment, she truly hated Michael, hated herself, hated her heart for wavering again and again.

this once, I'm really begging

pressed down

warm sensation

gently, like

Michael bit

Emily, "Why don't you

scoffed, her voice tightening. "You sleep with other women,

was confused. He remembered he hadn't, he didn't even know why

knew that if he told Emily this, she wouldn't

at the cold, frosty woman in front of

atmosphere

to capture

just as he was about to get up, he noticed Emily's slightly

fresh red marks on her neck

captivated by Emily's

her chin with his right hand again, kissing her, while his other hand moved to her waist, slowly moving down, until

see you again!"

she used all her

as she was about to stagger to the door,

up too, he chased

or said, he only had one

take it

that felt like an iron rod. She gripped it tightly, threatening Michael helplessly again and again. "Michael, let go of me! I'm warning you one last

ground, reached into her clothes, and pressed his warm lips against hers again. Emily's low,

was another

commotion and cries for help in the

moving, which scared

and turned on the light,

was a golf club. Emily remembered it was Michael's custom-made club and he had never used it; it wasn't iron, but it felt somewhat