The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

At that moment, Emily could only feel the passionate kiss approaching her. She was powerless to resist and could only obediently close her eyes, as if everything was meant to be.

'Just let it be, just go along with it,' Emily thought. Surprised by this rebellious idea, she decided to just indulge in the passion.

After all, she truly loved Michael. She wanted to have him, to hold him close, to kiss him.

Meanwhile, Michael could no longer resist Emily's allure.

He just wanted to tightly embrace Emily's gentle body and then use all his strength to press her onto the bed.

Michael thought it through very carefully. He didn't even know when he started to care so much about Emily's feelings and thoughts. He began to restrain his impulses, slightly turning his body so that half of his weight was on the bed.

Michael didn't want to make Emily uncomfortable, and he was afraid that Emily would push him away.

He could only try to please her, giving her the best kissing experience, and then pulling her into his warm chest, stirring her desire and trapping her in his embrace.

"Michael..."

In the heat of the moment, Emily had to remind Michael to stop.

If they continued like this, they would hurt the baby. Every time they were about to go further, she had to ruthlessly cut everything off.

But today, Michael was already very careful.

He even restrained himself from touching Emily, but why did she still ask to pause so quickly?

Michael couldn't understand. He began to feel angry, kissing Emily forcefully, his breathing becoming more rough and urgent, his mind gradually losing reason.

Since Emily wanted to refuse, since she was so tired of him, why did she pretend to go along with it in the first place?

Michael couldn't figure it out. He blocked out Emily's pushing and refusal, simply becoming more aggressive, directly and forcefully slipping his hand into Emily's clothes.

"Michael! You bastard!"

Emily began to feel scared. She wanted to hit Michael, but she knew her strength was no match for his. Michael easily grabbed her hand, pressing it onto the bed, interlocking their fingers.

Emily couldn't move, only twisting her body to avoid him.

Seeing Michael's hand becoming more and more audacious, Emily gradually started to react. She tried hard to suppress her moans, thinking that if this continued, something bad would happen sooner or later.

When his hot hand gradually moved towards her vagina, Emily's breath hitched. She cursed under her breath and then, gasping, whispered in Michael's ear.

"If... if you take me today... I promise, I promise I'll never speak to you again... never, I mean it."

Hearing this, Michael became even more excited, but only in his heart, not in his actions.

Because, more than anything, Emily's attitude towards him was what truly mattered. Helpless, Michael calmed down.

It was difficult, but he could only rely on kissing her, silently dissolving the tension.

Emily, of course, understood Michael. Seeing him gradually stop, she felt a mix of emotions. She let Michael lie on top of her, taking and savoring the last bit of warmth from her.

After an unknown amount of time, Michael finally prepared to get up. He didn't expect that as soon as he moved, Emily grabbed his broad hand, her face flushed, and said, "Wait, I have something to tell you."

The intimate atmosphere between them had not yet dissipated.

Michael agreed, taking the opportunity to use Emily's bathroom to take a shower.

He had to wash away the desire from his body, otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable and might hurt Emily unintentionally.

Emily also quickly changed her clothes during this time. She closed the windows, shutting out the storm outside, leaving the room warm and cozy.

Emily put on slippers, turned on a warm yellow lamp, poured Michael a glass of water, and sat quietly by the bed waiting for him to come out.

The bathroom door opened.

Michael came out after his shower, his upper body bare, with only a towel wrapped around his lower body. He directly lay on the bed, slipping under the covers.

Seeing this, Emily was startled and quickly moved back. Michael, seeing her reaction, couldn't help but chuckle, reminiscent of the first time Emily saw him and fell in love with him.

He had a face that could charm thousands, and it had charmed her for so many years. "What are you doing?" Emily asked.

Michael ignored her, shaking the water from his hair, droplets falling everywhere.

Seeing this, Emily was displeased. She got up and walked over, saying, "Michael, I'm asking you, what are you doing!"

Seeing Emily standing in front of him like a child, throwing a tantrum, Michael suddenly found her extremely cute. He lazily curled his lips into a smile and pulled her to his side before she could react.

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Emily once again fell into Michael's arms.

She widened her eyes, looking at Michael, but he raised a finger and tapped her forehead.

"What are you looking at? Think your eyes are big? So silly, I really don't know what to do with you."

Michael's tone was overly indulgent, and seeing his charming, delicate face, Emily swallowed a few times, suddenly at a loss for words.

Michael decided not to tease her further. He helped her sit up straight and then simply

explained, "I just took a shower, your room is cold, I'm warming up."

With that, Michael pulled the covers up, releasing a fragrant scent.

Michael could tell it was the perfume Emily often used.

They had rarely been this intimate lately, and Michael suddenly realized he missed it very much.

"Go ahead, what do you want to talk about?" Back to the main topic, Michael looked at Emily.

Now he finally had the chance to properly look at the face that had haunted him in the dark, driving him crazy, with its high nose, thin lips, and delicate features.

"Michael, I think we need to have a serious talk. Don't you think our relationship... is a bit complicated right now?"

Michael certainly knew what Emily wanted to say.

Michael couldn't understand why Emily wanted a divorce so badly. She didn't likenoveldrama

Daniel, nor did she have any other suitors, so why?

"Tell me, what's so strange about it?"

Michael steeled himself, pretending not to know, his eyes shimmering as he looked at Emily, waiting for her to say, "Let's get a divorce."