The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

The room fell silent for a moment.

Emily gently closed the door and returned to the living room. Seeing Michael sprawled on the couch, she quickly prepared a warm towel and some hot water. She pulled up a chair and sat in front of him, carefully wiping his hands and feet.

In the kitchen, a pot of hangover soup was simmering, the scent of citrus wafting through the air, refreshing and pleasant.

But Emily couldn't appreciate any of it right now; she was consumed with guilt.

How could she not feel guilty?

She had always been soft-hearted, but last night she had stood her ground. She should have assessed the situation first.

Michael was dead drunk, and she had hurt him deeply. How could he not be upset?

She sighed softly and continued to tend to Michael, silently resolving to explain everything to him once he woke up. She hoped they could part ways amicably.

After all, they had a child to care for in the future, didn't they?

Dwelling on the past was pointless and harmful to both of them. They needed to focus on living their own lives well.

But Emily didn't realize that her thoughts were already subtly changing.

She had been the one most adamant about not wanting the child to recognize Michael as their father.

But now, everything had changed.

She was starting to relax her demands, even beginning to feel sympathy for Michael. This change surprised even herself.

Could it be that she was starting to care about Michael again?

What about the future?

Would he need to be involved in the child's upbringing too?

Emily's mind was a tangled mess, filled with countless thoughts.

She gently touched her belly, torn about the future, pondering how to face Michael when he woke up.

Just then, a phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

She froze for a moment, then nearly gasped in shock.

It wasn't her phone ringing; it was Michael's.

Emily knew she shouldn't answer it.

But the phone kept ringing incessantly. After a moment of hesitation, curiosity got the better of her, and she picked it up.

The screen showed an unfamiliar number.

That was odd.

Emily knew Michael's social circle well after three years together, including his phone contacts.

Michael never tolerated spam calls. If they called once, he would immediately hang up and block the number.

Over the years, his phone's blacklist must have contained countless unknown numbers. This one was even from a foreign country, which was bizarre.

Emily decided to hang up.

But for some reason, her intuition told her this call wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Sure enough, the number appeared again the next second.

Just then, Michael, lying on the couch, furrowed his brow.

Emily jumped in surprise. She quickly put the phone down, nervously watching

Michael, almost dropping the phone in the process. This time, she didn't hang up but put the phone on silent.

Michael's brow gradually relaxed, and his breathing steadied.

It seemed he wasn't waking up.

Relieved, Emily picked up the phone again, took a deep breath, walked a bit further from Michael, and answered the call.

A woman's voice quickly came through.

"Hello? Michael? Do you remember me? We met abroad, and you saved me. We exchanged contact info. I'm Candice Gonzalez. Do you remember me?"

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The atmosphere grew tense.

Candice Gonzalez?

Emily's heart skipped a beat. She had never heard this name before, not once.

Abroad? Saved her?

Exchanged contact info?

Emily's mind was in turmoil.

How could this be?

Did Michael have another woman besides Sophia?

Her head felt like it was struck by lightning. Emily didn't know why, but she was furious. She hung up the call and, with trembling hands, opened the messaging app, sending a text to the number that had just called.

Normally, Emily would never do such a thing.

First, she thought it unnecessary.

Second, she didn't care.

But this time, perhaps out of spite towards Michael, or to show the woman on the phone Michael's true nature, Emily maliciously sent her home address, along with a message.

[You want to find me, right? Fine, come to this address.]

The message was quickly marked as read, and Emily stared intently at the screen.

The room was so quiet she could hear her own breathing.

Soon, the phone buzzed with a reply: [Alright, I'll be there soon!]

From the tone, the woman seemed to have a good personality.

The more Emily thought about it, the more she clenched her fists, gritting her teeth, filled with jealousy.

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She suddenly felt awful. How could she have such a malicious thought? How was she any different from someone like Sophia?

Quickly, Emily dismissed the idea. She began to regret her impulsive actions. What was the point of inviting a stranger to her home?

Was it just to take Michael away?

What was their relationship?

Michael was the child's father!

Besides, from the message, it seemed the woman hadn't seen Michael in a long time. What was she doing? Meddling? Or helping?

It was ridiculous.

Just as Emily was about to retract the message and tell the woman not to come, Michael woke up.

He blinked, his breathing quickening. Emily, flustered, quickly tossed the phone aside.

Luckily, Michael didn't see it.

The first thing Michael saw upon waking was Emily looking at him. Though her expression wasn't particularly warm, she was there.

Michael had become so humble that he found comfort in that.

"Emily..."

Emily didn't want to get too close to Michael, but she still asked him, "How are you feeling?"

Then she felt her tone was too polite, so she added more sternly, "What were you thinking? Are you crazy? Do you think it's cool to sleep outside the front door all

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Michael was momentarily stunned, but then he smiled. "Are you worried about me?"

Emily was at a loss for words.

She couldn't help but think that their relationship had become increasingly

complicated since the divorce.

If they didn't make a clean break soon, it would only lead to more confusion and affect

both their lives.