The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

"Miss Brown, here are your mom's discharge papers. Congrats!" The head nurse handed the documents to Emily.

Finally, the day had arrived. Emily was a whirlwind of emotions. She grinned, took the papers with both hands, and couldn't hide her excitement. From now on, she could be with her mom forever. "Thanks so much for taking care of her."

Emily turned to leave. As she walked away, the head nurse suddenly remembered the man who had visited Isabella, claiming to be her ex-husband.

A nearby colleague chimed in, "Can you believe Miss Brown had the guts to take her own dad to court?"

"Who would've thought? I heard she and her mom took down the entire Brown family in one swoop."

"So, no more Brown family in Emerald City, huh? Maybe a new Taylor family will rise?" "Wouldn't be surprised. Who knew sweet, kind Miss Brown could be so fierce?"

The head nurse frowned and turned around. "Don't you all have work to do? Why are you gossiping about a patient's privacy?"

The nurses quickly buried their heads in their work.

Emily was a regular at the hospital, so she couldn't avoid hearing the gossip. But she always brushed them off and didn't let them get to her.

Back in the ward, Isabella was already packed. She wore a beige wool coat, her hair neatly tied up, and was browsing international news on her tablet.

Seeing this, Emily was momentarily stunned.

It all felt like a dream. Her mom had really woken up and was finally leaving the hospital.

"Mom, the discharge papers are ready. Let's go," Emily said.

Isabella nodded and smiled. "No rush. Let's wait a bit. I want to go shopping later. It's been ages since I bought new clothes, and I don't want to wear the old ones anymore." Emily wrinkled her nose and flattered her, "Mom, you look good in anything."

Isabella looked at Emily and continued to smile. "My daughter sure knows how to talk." Though she said this, Isabella wanted to go, and Emily would accompany her all the way.

But Emily didn't know what they were waiting for.

Emily then realized that Isabella wanted to reconcile them when Michael appeared. It was simply wishful thinking.

Emily always remembered one important truth: a forced relationship never works. If she and Michael reconciled under pressure, it would be the most painful thing for her. Besides, how could the cracks between them be so easily mended?

But today was Isabella's discharge day, so Emily didn't argue much and let Isabella arrange things. Isabella was very tactful and she played it cool by saying. "Michael, I know you're busy. I didn't call you here for anything else. Just help Emily and me take these things to Emerald Lake Manor. Emily and I will go shopping and look for a suitable house, then come to you for the things."

Her words made it seem like she didn't want to trouble Michael.

But anyone smart could tell the unspoken message that if Michael cared about Isabella and Emily, he would take care of everything.

Sure enough, Michael quickly sorted everything out. "Isabella, let Andrew handle this. Finding a house isn't hard. How about somewhere near Emerald Lake Manor? It'd be convenient for us to visit you. And shopping can be tiring. You and Emily always take cabs around Emerald City, which isn't ideal. I'll drive you today. It's your first day out of the hospital, and I'll be your chauffeur. How does that sound?"

Isabella was thrilled with Michael's arrangements.

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Only Emily felt awkward and unsure of what to do. She waited for Isabella to go to the bathroom and then pulled Michael out of the ward.

"What are you doing?" Emily asked.

"What do you mean?" Michael replied.

"Why say that to my mom? What are you doing?" Emily pressed.

"Emily, are you trying to speak in riddles again? I don't have time for this!" Michael shot back.

Emily was speechless. "I..."

She knew she couldn't outtalk Michael. He always had his own plans, and no one could ever guess what he was thinking.

But they were about to get divorced. This was no small matter.

Especially for Emily, who was looking forward to a fresh start. The past had been too painful. She didn't want to relive it or make the same mistakes.

She was really scared, so she urgently said to Michael, "Michael, you can treat me however you want, but don't pretend to care about my mom. We're about to get divorced. There's no point in acting in front of her. I'll find time to explain everything to her. If you have work to do, you should go."

The atmosphere grew tense, and Michael's smile faded.

He looked at Emily's complex expression, feeling an indescribable sadness.

It was all his fault.

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He had hurt her so deeply that trying to make amends now seemed almost impossible.

"Emily, I'm serious. I'm not acting, and I don't have work to do. Yes, we talked about divorce, but we haven't divorced yet. Mom asked me to come today. You don't want her to be unhappy on her first day out of the hospital, do you? Emily, I hope you can put aside your personal grievances for the sake of important matters."

In the end, Michael even lectured her, and Emily found it absurd.

But she also knew Michael was right. Nothing was more important than her mother's happiness right now.

So, Emily compromised. Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the hospital, she and Michael accompanied Isabella out of the hospital.

After driving for a while, Michael asked Isabella in the back seat, "Isabella, where do you want to go first?"

Emily turned her head from the passenger seat and saw Michael's eager face. She couldn't help but marvel at how her mom could make Michael so attentive.

Isabella responded with a smile, "Let's go to Fashion Treasury. I used to shop there a lot. I wonder how it's changed."

Michael agreed readily. "Fashion Treasury it is. Buy whatever you want. I'll pay."

Isabella smiled, "Michael, thank you for your treat."

Michael said, "Isabella, you're too kind. It's my duty!"

Seeing Michael and Isabella getting along so well, Emily felt invisible.noveldrama

She had never seen Michael so eager before. This was the first time.

But she wasn't angry. It was just that Michael was driving too fast, making her feel

nauseous.