The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

The two were chatting when the nurse from earlier walked in with a tray of meds. "Alright, this is the last time we need to change the dressing. Once we're done, Mrs. Smith can help Mr. Smith get ready to leave. This is for the tetanus shot and cleaning up the lower hip area. Mr. Smith has already taken care of the bill."

The nurse gave Emily a knowing smile, but Emily, without thinking, stepped aside to let the nurse get to Michael.

After all, changing dressings seemed like something a professional should handle.

But from the nurse's point of view, these dressings weren't a big deal and didn't need much skill. Since it was a bit of a private part, it was better for a family member to do it.

If no family was around, that'd be different, but Emily was right there.

"Mrs. Smith, you should help Mr. Smith with the dressing." The nurse handed Emily the meds, gave a quick rundown on how to use them, and left the room with her hands in her pockets, not waiting for a reply. "I'll come back to get the tray later. Make sure to apply the medicine quickly to avoid infection!"

With that, the door closed, and the room got tense.

Emily had planned to leave, but now she had a new job thanks to the nurse.

Not only could she not leave, but she also had to get up close and personal with Michael again.

Emily really didn't want to do this. They were about to get divorced, so why did they keep ending up in these situations?

Maybe sensing Emily's discomfort, or feeling just as awkward, Michael swallowed a few times and said softly, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

The tray had some topical meds, and the nurse had said they needed to go on the lower hip area.

How was he supposed to reach that himself?

He'd probably waste all the medicine trying.novelbin

Thinking about this, Emily pursed her lips and told Michael, "I'll do it. Just lie down."

The last time she had to get this close to Michael was still fresh in Emily's mind. Michael had begged her after getting medicated, and she had softened up for him once.

Emily still remembered the feel of her hands on his hot, firm back, just like now.

She watched his back muscles move as she bent slightly, applying the cold medicine bit by bit to the somewhat hidden lower hip area.

Their positions were awkward, and the atmosphere was even more embarrassing.

But thinking of the past, Emily wasn't too surprised.

After all, it was just putting on some medicine. She could treat it like taking care of a pet.

But Michael didn't feel the same. Lying face down there, he felt the cold touch on his back and shivered slightly, and his throat itched uncontrollably.

After what felt like forever, the medicine was finally on.

Emily cleaned up the trash, and Michael was still on the bed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Suddenly, a strong smell hit Emily's nose. She frowned and opened the trash can, finding some leftover oatmeal.

It seemed to have gone bad.

"Did you eat this?" Emily asked Michael, trying to keep her nausea in check.

Michael finally realized he had forgotten to have the room cleaned in the past few chaotic days. "That was from the day Veda came. She saw the oatmeal you made for me and wanted some too. I didn't let her have it, so I ordered her a bowl of oatmeal."

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"She didn't like it and said it couldn't compare to yours. But you were at work and didn't answer your phone. I couldn't ask you to come over just to make oatmeal for her. She only drank a few sips and threw it away. I meant to have it cleaned up but forgot. Sorry about that."

Michael didn't know why he felt the need to apologize to Emily.

He just felt like he owed her and that things shouldn't have turned out this way.

Emily was surprised to see how much Michael had changed.

Especially today, he kept apologizing.

This was nothing like the arrogant and domineering CEO Michael she used to know.

Seeing this, Emily didn't say much. She shook her head and bent down, trying to clean up the "oatmeal" in the trash can despite her nausea.

But Emily overestimated herself.

She was experiencing morning sickness, and even the slightest unpleasant smell could make her rush to the bathroom to vomit.

Sure enough, the nausea from deep within was uncontrollable.

Emily rushed to the bathroom.

At the same time, Michael, who was connected to Emily by touch, also started to gag.

Just then, the nurse came back in. "Have you finished changing the dressing?"

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She quickly opened all the windows in the room and took the trash can outside, asking an intern nurse to dispose of it.

Then, the nurse turned to "scold" Michael.

Her main point was, "Even though you're a famous CEO in Emerald City, you can't damage the public environment like this. You need to be mindful of your impact and remind those around you."

But when she mentioned "those around you," the nurse paused. "Wasn't Mrs. Smith just here?"

"Yes... I'm here..." Emily weakly walked out of the bathroom.

She didn't look pale or weak, but she did look a bit unwell, with sweat on her forehead. The nurse, seeing this, couldn't help but ask, "Mrs. Smith, are you okay?"

Emily couldn't tell her it was morning sickness. Seeing the nurse and Michael looking at her with concern, she forced a smile and explained, "It's nothing, just a stomach problem."

"Stomach problem?" The nurse repeated, and Michael quickly added, "Yes, Miss. My wife never had stomach problems before. She ate three meals a day regularly. I don't know how this stomach problem suddenly appeared. Can you arrange a check-up for her?"

Michael's attitude was very polite.

He just wanted to understand why Emily suddenly had a stomach problem.

And why did he feel connected to Emily, feeling uncomfortable together?

Why didn't Emily take medicine for her stomach problem?

Besides, was the person he saw at the obstetrics and gynecology department really not her?