The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

"I disagree."

Michael's domineering aura flared up again, but the two people in front of him were clearly not Andrew and Sophia, who would indulge him.

Daniel quickly chimed in, "Then Emily and I will go have some snacks, and you can go to the restaurant."

He added after a moment of thought, "If you can find it."

Hearing this, Michael's face turned sour.

He felt that Daniel was just looking for trouble and immediately retorted. "Seriously, can snacks fill you up? And the ones around here might not be clean.

"What if we get a stomachache after eating? Then we'll waste half a day on the road. We only have one day left, and we still need to buy things for Veda and your grandpa. We don't have time..."

Daniel couldn't handle Michael, but Emily always had a way.

"I've eaten that stuff before and never had a stomachache. If you're scared, you don't have to eat. That's it. I see some ahead, I'm getting out," she quickly spoke up.

With that, Emily opened the car door and got out.

Michael didn't understand why Emily suddenly got angry.

"I'll get out and eat too. You can keep the car." The next second, Daniel followed her out of the car.

Michael now truly regretted agreeing to bring Daniel along with Emily.

He was clearly a burden, not a helper.

Thinking of this, Michael looked at the empty driver's seat and cursed loudly before getting out of the car.

The roadside snack stalls were a lively and tempting place.

Every time Emily came here, she felt instantly relaxed. The aroma of the food and the bustling crowd made her involuntarily happy.

She walked ahead, with Daniel following closely behind.

He told Emily worriedly, "Emily, be careful with what you eat, especially since you're pregnant. Be cautious."

Emily knew Daniel was genuinely concerned for her.

She turned her head and nodded seriously. "Don't worry, Daniel, I'll be careful."

Daniel felt much more at ease hearing this.

Daniel suddenly noticed Michael following them with his peripheral vision. He thought

for a moment and asked, "Did you and Michael have a fight?"

Emily was momentarily stunned. "What would we fight about?"

Daniel knew that Emily liked Michael and that she cared about him the most.

When you care about someone the most, even their slightest actions can make you restless and disturb your mind.

Daniel felt this deeply. To him, Emily was such a person.

Emily finally chose a busy roadside snack stall that mainly sold grilled meat skewers. The aroma was enticing, and the place was filled with laughter.

Emily loved the atmosphere here and sat down, noticing Michael behind them. She deliberately invited Daniel to sit with her.

They ordered some grilled meat skewers and specifically asked the owner to make sure they were well-cooked, considering the baby in her belly.

Daniel watched Emily and then looked at Michael, who was smoking nearby, feeling a mix of emotions.

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He understood that despite any misunderstandings or arguments between Emily and Michael, the baby in her belly was their strongest bond.

In other words, as long as the baby was there, Emily and Michael would always be a family.

Daniel was silent for a moment, then slowly said to Emily, "Emily, if you ever need a friend, a shoulder to lean on, remember I'm always here."

His words were filled with sincerity and warmth, but also a hint of helplessness.

Emily understood what Daniel meant, and although it was a bit abrupt, she felt a wave of gratitude.

This was Daniel's promise to her.

At least it proved they could still be friends.

"Thank you, Daniel."

Emily said softly, then turned to the grilled meat skewers, trying to use the aroma of the food to lighten the sudden heavy atmosphere. No one noticed the sudden sting in her nose and the tears welling up in her eyes.

Michael stood not far away, smoking one cigarette after another until Daniel called him to eat.

In that moment, Michael said to Daniel very seriously, "Maybe you really are better for her than I am."

Daniel didn't know what was wrong with Michael, but he thought his words were true. "I think so too, but what can I do? She's not in love with me," he said helplessly. Michael looked at the annoying Daniel, then after a while, he snorted, threw down his cigarette butt, and prepared to walk to the stall, but Daniel pulled him back. "Get rid of the smoke smell. Emily can't stand it."

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After a while, Michael came over and ordered a beer, while Daniel and Emily drank soft drinks.

After eating a bunch of delicious grilled meat skewers, Emily suddenly felt much better, and the three of them started chatting. She excitedly asked Daniel to try some skewers, which annoyed Michael.

"Why didn't you ask me to try?" Michael asked.

Emily thought Michael was being unreasonable. "Don't you dislike eating this? Just drink your beer."

Michael frowned unconsciously. "Isn't that treating us differently, Emily?"

Seeing this, Daniel wanted to step in and mediate, but Michael raised an eyebrow and retorted. "Mind your own business and eat your skewers, Dr. Wilson."

With that, Michael threateningly handed a skewer to Daniel.

Then he casually picked up Emily's drink and took a sip.

Emily and Daniel were both stunned, thinking Michael had drunk too much. But to their surprise, he made a very serious and certain statement in front of them.

"As long as I'm not divorced from Emily, she's still my wife, and no one can take her away."

Michael's voice wasn't low. His words drew the attention of the surrounding onlookers, who whispered and laughed.

From Michael's affectionate gaze, everyone could tell that the wife he mentioned was the embarrassed lady sitting next to him.

Even the owner couldn't help but tease Michael while serving the skewers.

"Sir, your confession is so cool! Are you happy from drinking? Want another bottle?" "No, thank you, sir," Emily quickly intervened.