The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

"Mrs. Smith, you finally picked up!"

Hearing Andrew's urgent voice, Emily's heart sank. She knew something bad had happened, something that would definitely affect Michael. Her pulse quickened as she cautiously asked, "What's going on?"

Andrew hesitated before spilling everything about Michael and Scarlett.

Andrew continued, "Mrs. Smith, I'm calling on my own. This has nothing to do with Mr. Smith, and he didn't tell me to do this. I just can't stand seeing him so upset...

"This whole mess is Scarlett's fault, not Mr. Smith's. But I'm worried he's gonna be heartbroken and won't be able to pull himself out of it. That's the main thing!

"Mrs. Smith, I know I shouldn't be doing this, especially since you two are about to get divorced, but..."

Andrew's words became increasingly jumbled, and Emily felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

She wasn't sure if she could make up her mind.

She wanted to see Michael, but in what capacity?

And if she didn't go, what would happen to Michael?

Emily could only hear her own heart trembling, and then Andrew's voice came through the phone again.

"I'm sorry, Miss Brown, for bothering you." With that, Andrew was about to hang up. Perhaps sensing Emily's hesitation, Andrew felt disheartened and knew he had overstepped.

But to his surprise, Emily responded quickly, "I understand. But I'm not in a position to go right now... However, Andrew, I have something I need you to give to Michael."

After finishing her conversation with Andrew, Emily hung up the phone and left her room alone.

Isabella was in the living room, having just finished a call with the orphanage. Noticing Emily's distressed expression, she got up and approached her.

"What's wrong?"

Isabella was very perceptive, especially when it came to Emily.

Seeing Emily's eyes redden but remaining silent, Isabella could guess what was going

on.

She gently wrapped her arm around Emily and said softly, "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. Emily, you are in charge of your own life. No one can influence you. Whatever happens, just follow your heart, okay?"

Maybe it was Isabella's words hitting home, or maybe it was her deep concern for Michael—either way, tears began to fall uncontrollably down Emily's cheeks.

She felt a burning sensation all over, and her heart ached as if it were being squeezed by a poisonous vine, binding her so tightly she couldn't move.

The more Isabella comforted her, the deeper Emily sank into her pain.

"Mom, I want to see Michael." Emily's voice was barely a whisper.

This was her true feeling, and she was seeking Isabella's approval.

Or perhaps she was conflicted and hoped Isabella could help her make a decision.

Emily had expected Isabella to make the decision for her, to tell her not to see Michael and to avoid getting entangled with the Smith family, given her own experiences.

But to her surprise, Isabella said, "I've heard about the Smith family situation. It's all over the place. I heard Michael even kicked his own mother out of the Smith Mansion. The rumors are spreading fast, and soon everyone will know.

"A mother and son are connected at the heart. How could Michael feel good about doing that? I know you're worried about him, and that's normal. Putting everything else aside, I feel for Michael too!

"Emily, I've told you, you make your own decisions. This is your life. If you can't let go, then go find him. What's the big deal? I just want you to be happy, okay?"

Hearing this, Emily cried even harder, but lying on Isabella's shoulder, she felt a strange sense of peace, and the world seemed to become gentler.

All the chaotic noises around her faded away.

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In that moment, her thoughts changed. She had to see Michael.

Even if Michael thought she was there to mock him, she needed to know if he was

okay.

The room was pitch black, not a single ray of light could penetrate.

Michael stared at the door. He had been in Scarlett's room for an entire day.

Someone had knocked on the door, but Michael didn't respond.

He couldn't describe the feeling. He was sad, yet deep down, he felt a sense of relief.

He was also confused and lost, as if a part of him was missing.

He just wanted to be alone, to clear his mind, but could he really do that?

At this moment, Michael realized his mind was filled with one person's image-Emily.

Before this, Michael didn't know his true feelings.

What he truly felt for Emily. Was this love? Then what was his feeling for Sophia? Now, Michael had his answer.

He had fallen deeply in love with Emily, unable to extricate himself. His mind was filled

with her, her face, her eyes, whether he was awake or asleep.

Michael couldn't suppress his racing heart, and his longing for Emily grew stronger, like

a snake coiling tighter around his heart.

Suddenly, the door opened, and light slowly seeped in.

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Michael looked up, squinting towards the door, and in his daze, he saw Emily's figure. At the same time, Emily saw Michael.

She had driven Isabella's car back to the Smith Mansion hurriedly at night.

Ava had opened the door for her, excitedly about to report to Mason in the study.

But Emily stopped her, quietly entering the Smith Mansion, going up to the second

floor, and arriving at Scarlett's room.

Emily didn't know what she was thinking.

She just felt that Michael might be there.

Michael seemed indifferent to his mother's care, but deep down, it was what he craved the most.

That's why Emily had rushed back.

"Michael?" Emily called out, her voice trembling.

Michael froze. He had thought his obsession with Emily was making it impossible to let

her go.

Michael couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

Was he hallucinating?

"Michael?"

Until he felt the cold touch of a hand, Michael was completely stunned.

In the dim room, the girl with the delicate face and slender, smooth hands was Emily! Michael's eyelids trembled, his chest rippling like waves, his heartbeat quickening. The mix of longing and relief was overwhelming. As he looked up and met her gaze, tears began to fall down his cheeks.noveldrama