The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Did her child need to bear the last name Smith and recognize Michael as his father to live a peaceful and happy life in this world?

What a joke. It all sounded like a complete joke.

She had resolutely decided to keep the child back then and had endured so much to hide the truth until today.

For what?

Wasn't it to ensure that the child she brought into this world wouldn't follow in her footsteps?

But she had lost, completely and utterly lost.

The man in front of her seemed like a demon from a parallel universe, setting up an inescapable trap in Emerald City, leaving her no place to rest.

Emily couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, her body trembling, and then she was overwhelmed by despair.

"Michael, I'm pregnant with your child, so what? I can tell you right now, he will never take your last name, nor will he acknowledge you as his father. Have you forgotten? We're getting a divorce."

The word 'divorce' echoed clearly in Michael's mind.

He froze, looking at Emily's determined expression, his brows furrowing tightly.

There was a long, tense silence.

Then, Emily, with tears in her eyes, felt a shadow looming over her. Michael had stood up, his face still carrying that authoritative, undeniable look.

In a second, he switched back to his domineering CEO persona, his tone

commanding. "Emily, according to the law, you are still my wife. And the child in your belly is my only child.

"Whether you want a divorce or to leave Emerald City, you can't take the child with you. Come back with me."noveldrama

After saying this, Michael didn't turn and leave immediately. Instead, he leaned in slightly, a mocking expression on his face.

He added, "The new round of employee evaluations at Smith Corporation is coming up. As far as I know, Abigail is on the promotion list. She's your best friend, and you know how much effort she's put into this."

So it was a threat.

He was using Abigail to threaten her.

Michael was a businessman. He was very skilled at using such tactics against her. "You jerk!"

Michael just said calmly, "I'll say it again, come back with me. Emily, Grandpa likes you the most. Don't take his great-grandson away and disappoint him."

With that, Michael finally left first.

He was a seasoned businessman, skilled in deception and manipulation.

He seemed completely confident that Emily would follow him.

And he was right. Emily moved her feet, tears spilling from her eyes.

Michael had pinpointed her soft spot, her most important ties in Emerald City: Mason and Abigail.

Thinking of this, Emily looked up at Michael's broad, cold back in the distance, tears welling up again. She ignored the strange looks from people around her, lost in her

own sorrow.

More than her hatred for Michael, Emily was filled with self-loathing. Why?

Why did her wishes always come to nothing? Was she just lying to herself?

It seemed like she had resolved everything and could leave gracefully and peacefully. But what was it in reality?

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Emily didn't get into Michael's car.

This might have been her last act of defiance.

Michael didn't force her, but had his driver follow her car silently.

In a short time, Michael had already taken three work calls.

Andrew, sitting in the passenger seat, was also busy, handling various invitations from investors and partners.

Seeing Michael driving around the city to chase his wife, while Smith Corporation's affairs were put on hold, Andrew couldn't help but feel uneasy. He turned back and asked.

"Mr. Smith, hasn't Mrs. Smith already decided to come back? Is it really necessary to keep following her like this..."

Before Andrew could finish, Michael understood his meaning and responded sternly, "Do you also think I'm pushing her too hard?"

Michael's presence was too intimidating, and Andrew sensed a hint of danger.

He thought he had really overstepped, daring to meddle in Michael's family affairs. Luckily, he hadn't mentioned anything about a pay cut, or it would have been a real loss!

The atmosphere in the car was tense, and it was no different in the taxi Emily was in. "Miss, I've asked you several times, where exactly are you going?"

Seeing Emily with her bags, having taken a taxi from the airport, the driver thought she wasn't a local and planned to take a longer route to earn more money.

But Emily had only said to drive forward without specifying a destination.

This played right into the driver's hands. He eagerly stepped on the gas, speeding ahead.

But excitement only lasts so long, and it was almost evening. The driver was getting hungry and couldn't keep up with the silent Emily any longer.

Driving aimlessly around the city, when would it end?

The driver thought, "Maybe we should stop for dinner? We can continue driving after eating!"

The driver glanced at Emily through the rearview mirror, about to ask, but seeing her pale face, distant eyes and her pregnant belly, he grew fearful.

'Oh my God! What if she tries to blackmail me later? That would be a real loss, no

amount of extra fare would be worth two lives!' he thought.

Calculating this, the driver broke into a cold sweat. He swallowed hard.

But Emily didn't respond, just stared out the window.

Tears welled up again, another drop falling.

The driver felt deeply ignored. Sure, he was just a working man, but he deserved some respect, even if she was pregnant!

"Hey, are you mute or something? No, you spoke when you got in. Are you messing with me? Looking so miserable, did someone die, or did your husband leave you? If someone died, go to the funeral. If your husband left, find another one!"

Hearing this, Emily, immersed in the pain of losing her mother, couldn't take it.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, her face changing as she yelled at the driver. "What did you say!"

The driver was startled, not expecting such a big reaction from Emily. He

stammered. "I... I didn't say anything..."

"I'll ask you again, what did you say!"

With all her pent-up grievances, Emily's emotions exploded, taking it all out on the

driver. She grabbed his collar, disrupting his driving.

At that moment, she felt like dying.

'Perfect! Today, let's all go down together in Emerald City, under Michael's watch!'