The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

At first glance, Emily was captivated by Michael's refined features and the noble aura he exuded, even though he lay motionless in the hospital bed.

Back then, just touching his nose, his long eyelashes, or his crimson lips made her heart flutter. She wanted to touch him more, to feel his warmth again and again.

As time went on, Michael gradually recovered, and Emily became acutely aware of the vast difference in their social statuses.

She stopped dreaming of getting close to him and instead focused on taking care of him meticulously. If she was lucky, she might hear his heartbeat and feel a connection, which was the best she could hope for.

During that time, Emily deeply understood the secret crush she harbored in her heart. It was like being caught in the rain, where she was the only one getting drenched. Later, Michael's mother suggested they be together, which took Emily by surprise and filled her with joy.

She never thought such good fortune would come her way.

A secret crush turning into reality was straight out of a novel.

She cautiously approached Michael, trying to build a relationship, fantasizing about a life where they would be a loving couple, have adorable children, and support each other.

Even though their contract was only for three years, she was confident that Michael would be moved by her sincerity.

But then Sophia appeared.

The Smith family, except for Mason, became increasingly snobbish.

Michael turned cold and heartless, often resorting to verbal and physical abuse. He seemed completely blinded by her, unable to see the truth. Meanwhile, Emily endured daily torment from her half-sister Sophia, barely surviving for over three years. Gradually, Emily's passion was completely worn out. Now, everything had settled.

Although she had a child with the man she once loved, it wasn't a product of love. Emily believed the child shouldn't have to pay for their failed relationship. So, divorce was the best option.

As her memories faded, Emily took a deep breath, just as she heard Lexine calling her. "Emily, come eat."

Michael heard Lexine's call but didn't react. He could guess it was Emily's idea and continued reading his newspaper.

Footsteps approached, and a white figure sat in front of him.

"I'm not very hungry, Lexine. Just get me a glass of water."

Lexine glanced at Michael, who remained silent, and obediently went to get the water.

As soon as she left, Michael began to lecture.

"You always say you're not hungry, but the child needs to eat."

"Emily, don't think I'm nagging. The child is mine too, and I have to be responsible."

Though Michael's tone wasn't loud, it was clear he was unhappy.

Emily sighed, picked up her fork and knife, then put them down again. After a long silence, she responded. "I know. I'll take good care of the child. I just had too much soup yesterday, so I thought I'd skip a meal. Mr. Smith, you should know that overeating isn't good either."

Michael was left speechless.

He couldn't understand how Emily had become so eloquent. He hadn't noticed this side of her before.

"You always have an excuse. I'm done. I'll wait for you in the car."

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With that, Michael put down his milk and newspaper, buttoned his coat, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Emily spoke. "Michael, why don't you ever eat empanadas?"

Following Emily's gaze, Michael looked at the untouched empanadas on the table.

He found the question amusing. In the past, he wouldn't have answered, but knowing they were about to divorce and become strangers, he felt a bit of pity and replied. "Why? Because I don't like them."

Emily smiled and nodded, leaving Michael feeling inexplicably annoyed.noveldrama

He felt like Emily was mocking him. "Emily, you always do this! What's the point? I've had enough!"

Finally, Michael left the dining room without looking back.

Watching him leave, Emily felt a pang of bitterness. Lexine returned with the water. Seeing Emily motionless, Lexine sighed and said, "Emily, won't you eat something?" Emily responded with a different question. "Lexine, did you make these empanadas? They look delicious."

Lexine was momentarily stunned, then quickly nodded. "Yes, would you like to try one?"

Emily nodded and picked up an empanada.

Lexine smiled, thinking the aroma had finally tempted her, and said happily, "Having an appetite is good. Eating well makes everything better."

Emily smiled and continued eating the empanada.

It was indeed delicious.

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Emily had always loved empanadas.

She remembered how Isabella would order milk for her, and Hayden would occasionally bring back empanadas from a nearby shop. They were always hot and fragrant.

She loved them the most.

Halfway through eating, Emily glanced at the empty seat across from her.

Perhaps this was the best proof that she and Michael were incompatible.

He didn't like the food she loved. And she didn't like the high-end breakfasts he was used to.

It wasn't just about breakfast.

Their different upbringings and the people they encountered were worlds apart.

Their strong personalities made it impossible for them to accommodate each other, let alone anything else.

From the beginning, they were never a good match. No matter how much time passed, they could never become a perfect fit.

As she thought about it, tears streamed down Emily's face.

She couldn't tell if she was crying for Michael or for herself.

But she was certain that this relationship would end today. She no longer had to mock

herself for her useless devotion because it was finally over.

Emily got into the car. Though she and Michael sat in the same row, they didn't exchange a single glance.

Michael coldly instructed the driver. ;"To the courthouse."

The car started and sped away from Emerald Lake Manor.