The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 268 Savoring the Pasta

Hearing that, Isabella was even more convinced that Michael had a special thing for Emily. She knew her daughter well enough to see what was going on in her mind. So, she figured it'd be good for them to hang out more, maybe something interesting would happen.

Michael's suggestion made Emily feel all warm inside. She nodded.

Even though it wasn't Ava's cooking, it was still pasta, and eating something would help her sleep. She didn't want to go to bed hungry and have the baby start kicking again.

"Sure, I'm a bit hungry too. Let me do it," Emily said.

Honestly, Emily had never seen Michael cook. In the past three years, he'd cooked so few times she could count them on one hand. She always thought he couldn't cook.

But Michael surprised her by volunteering to cook and looking pretty confident. "I got this. It's just pasta, no big deal."

With that, Michael headed to the open kitchen and started prepping the ingredients like a pro. Emily sat in the dining room, watching him in shock.

"Want an egg with it?" Michael asked with a smile, his eyes full of warmth.

Emily almost thought she was dreaming but nodded awkwardly. She felt a new sense of security wash over her.

In that moment, she realized that no matter what the future held, there was a special connection between her and Michael. Maybe it was because they'd been together for so long, or maybe that's just how couples were supposed to be. They'd grown numb, appearing united but actually divided, with old wounds that never healed. Eventually, they'd have to part ways.

Corporation doing lately?" Emily asked, trying to lighten

shareholders have calmed down," Michael

nothing else to talk about. She regretted it immediately

busy at the hospital and don't know much about what's

though she was always at the hospital, she'd heard

can handle

be fixed with a few words.

Emily a bowl of pasta with an egg and veggies. His own bowl

and

the vibe between them getting weirder, especially with some of Michael's actions making things even

the pasta was really good. She didn't expect Michael to be such a decent

quietly, savoring the moment. On a night like this, it felt like they forgot

they still saw each other a lot at home. Plus, Ava was always calling them "Mr. Smith" and "Mrs. Smith," which

day, Michael was getting ready for work. Since Emily had come back, she'd been staying at Emerald Lake Manor and didn't know much about what

felt it was her duty to

want to go? I can have Andrew send some stuff over. There are plenty of people

the Smith Mansion, and Michael was always worried Emily

"I should go see Grandpa, right? Don't worry, I'll be fine. I can't