The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 419

Chapter 419 A New Life

Benjamin quietly stayed by Mason's side.

Given the current state of the Smith family, he knew it wasn't his place to say anything or get involved.

Michael had to figure out these things on his own.

Just as the Smith family was sinking into another bout of despair, a commotion erupted from the dining room. Michael's shouts were followed by the screams of several maids.

Chaos ensued outside.

Mason, startled, stood up so quickly he nearly fell without his cane.

"Mr. Smith!" Benjamin, who had just come back from checking the situation, rushed to support Mason.

"What's going on out there?" Mason's face was weary, but he forced himself to stay alert.

"It's Mr. Michael Smith... he smashed the ceviche the chef just made!"

Mason's face turned red with anger. He grabbed his cane and stumbled out the door.

"Mr. Smith, be careful!" Benjamin followed closely behind, helping the furious Mason navigate to the first-floor dining room, where the ceviche lay scattered on the floor.

"Michael, what are you doing?" Mason looked at the once-proud president of Smith Corporation, now a shadow of his former self.

Michael was slumped on the ground, his face full of resentment, his eyes vacant.

"Skipping meals won't solve anything. Acting out like this won't bring Emily back! If I were you, I'd pull myself together. No matter what happens, you need to eat this meal today!" Mason's words were firm and resolute.

Michael knew all this already.

He looked up, tears streaming down his face, and gazed at Mason, on the verge of breaking down.

this ceviche was Emily's favorite! Her favorite... her

words, his strength fading, collapsing to the ground,

finally understood why Michael was so

who nodded helplessly, Mason felt

***

days, Emily

her

together, they became more

young man who had returned from abroad, was nothing like the domineering Michael. He was gentle, humorous, considerate,

man from a TV drama, without any

Emily had no romantic feelings for

She admired him, though.

a self-made man. He had worked his way through school abroad, supporting

for the stark contrast between him

this book for

Emily thought about this, she

her distraction over the past few days

on her small plate of sauce, making a noise to

at him.

you've apologized

Emily smiled sheepishly.

you were surprised when I said I liked the pasta from this little place. Did it

head

the sauce into her bowl and began mixing the pasta, Michael's face flashing in

looked up to find Archibald staring at her with a curious expression, then giving a resigned

his

hiding anything from you, Mr.

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