The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

How could Michael let Emily act so irrationally?

Not expecting any compensation from him? That's just said out of anger.

The child she was carrying had half the Smith family's blood!

"Emily, do you really want a divorce?" Michael asked, his neck and temple veins bulging. His face was twisted with anger, his eyes filled with resentment. In the past, Emily would never have dared to provoke him like this.

But now, Emily acted as if she didn't see it.

She nodded solemnly, her response serious and unwavering. "Yes, I really want a divorce. There has never been any real love between us. There wasn't before, there isn't now, and there never will be. I hope you won't waste my time any longer, and don't wait until the child is born to create a scandal."

"The sooner we separate, the sooner we can both find our own peace and happiness." Emily said, her words cutting deeply and leaving Michael speechless.

With that, Michael's mood plummeted to rock bottom.

He hated it hated how Emily had changed, hated how they had come to this point.

But the fact was, Emily's attitude had completely shifted. She was determined to get a divorce, and he wasn't one to force someone against their will. What could he do but agree?

"Fine, you want a divorce? You got it. But you have to pay back everything you owe me. The rent for the house near Emerald Lake Manor, the living expenses I gave you- every penny."

'Hmph, he finally showed his true colors.' Emily looked at the man ruthlessly demanding repayment.

She hated herself even more-hated her own powerlessness and despised her own naivety in the past.

"Fine, send me the amount and your account number. I'll pay you back in installments. Once it's all paid off, we'll get divorced. In the meantime, I'll cover the costs of living at Emerald Lake Manor, including food."

Michael was taken aback and replied, "Consider it a gift."noveldrama

Emily responded without hesitation, "No need. I won't owe you anything. Besides, in my heart, we're already divorced."

With that, Emily didn't explain further and went upstairs.

Just then, Lexine came in with a bowl of freshly made soup, but Emily didn't even glance at her as she walked past.

She was cold as ice.

For the next few days, Emily and Michael were both at Emerald Lake Manor, constantly running into each other.

But they barely spoke. To the servants, it was clear that Michael was deliberately avoiding or ignoring Emily, which was very unlike him.

The house was eerily quiet.

Meanwhile, Emily had started working remotely for JM Jewelry Company.

Penelope knew she was recovering well and needed work to keep her occupied, so she assigned her several high-quality projects.

Emily became busier by the day, leaving her no time to dwell on her emotions with Michael.

After all, she needed to earn money to pay off those so-called 'debts' and escape the Smith family's clutches as soon as possible.

One day, Lexine knocked on her door.

She brought in a steaming plate of food, looking troubled as she approached Emily.

"Mrs... Emily," Lexine began, hesitating. Emily had repeatedly told her not to call her Mrs. Smith, just Emily. It had taken Lexine a long time to get used to it, and now, in her haste, she had forgotten.

Emily didn't say much, continuing to type on her keyboard, recalling the content of her recent online meeting. Without looking up, she responded, "Lexine, what's up?"

Lexine nodded, pushing the plate of food forward.

"Emily, you need to eat. You barely touched dinner last night, and you skipped breakfast this morning."

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She continued, "I get that work's important, but you can't keep this up. You need to eat something, even if it's just a little. Otherwise, your body's gonna give out, and the baby won't be able to handle it either."

Lexine's gentle words touched Emily's heart.

It reminded Emily of her mom, but soon she felt sorrowful inside.

Lexine was just a paid servant. If she didn't have this job, would she care about her well-being? True, selfless care like a mother's was something she would never experience again in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, Emily's eyes flickered, and she snapped back to reality.

She turned to look at the food in Lexine's hands.

Honestly, she had no appetite. Even for the baby's sake, she couldn't bring herself to eat.

Besides, every bite was money.

She owed Michael a huge debt. How could she enjoy their food with that hanging over her head?

"Lexine, I'm not hungry. Take it away."

The same words again.

This had been going on for days, and Lexine didn't know what to do. She thought

about calling Michael, but every time she tried, the line was busy.

These two were really a handful!

By the time Emily finished her work, it was already the middle of the night.

She glanced at the clock, then at the nearly pitch-black night outside.

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She had worked until this hour.

But at least she had made significant progress on those troublesome projects for JM Jewelry Company. It wasn't all for nothing. Emily felt a bit more at ease, stretching and downing a glass of now-cold water.

Just as she was about to get up, Emily suddenly felt dizzy, the room spinning around

her.

Then everything went black, and she collapsed to the floor.

Hearing the commotion upstairs, several servants rushed to check. Seeing Emily on the ground, they hurriedly called the family doctor and also placed a call to Smith Corporation.

Lexine specifically instructed them to call Andrew.

Since they couldn't reach Michael, Andrew's phone was always on.

Sure enough, Andrew answered and, upon hearing the news, rushed to the conference room to inform Michael.

Michael was in the middle of a crucial shareholders' meeting. This annual meeting was attended by all the key figures and had been going on from 2 PM to nearly 1 AM.

The shareholders had gone from passionate debates to half-asleep, looking worse for

wear.

It was clear how Michael had been pushing them.

Just as they were looking for an excuse to leave, Andrew burst in.

Michael was surprised, his face darkening instantly. He hated being interrupted during meetings, especially one as important as this.

But before he could say anything, Andrew rushed to his side and whispered urgently.

"Mr. Smith, it's bad. Emily fainted at home..."

Before Andrew could finish, Michael was already up and out the door, leaving the shareholders in stunned silence.