BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 13
Chapter 13 Can I Stay at Your Place?
Moreover, Daniel'd got his hand on her head, and she didn't even flinch. Michael didn't waste a second; he barged right in.
Seeing Emily called Daniel so sweetly, Michael's blood was boiling he was ready to tear the guy apart. Emily snapped, "What are
you even talking about? There's a lot you don't know about me." She shoot Daniel an awkward, apologetic look. "Daniel, I'm
sorry for putting you in this spot. You go ahead, we'll figure out another time." Daniel gave Michael a quick glance but decided to
keep quiet. "Call me if you need anything," he told Emily before walking out.
Michael's face twisted with anger, and he pointed in the direction Daniel left. "Is this why you're so eager to divorce me? You've
got someone else already, huh?" Any guilt or hesitation he felt last night is long gone. Emily's fury flared up. "Mr. Smith, do you
really have to make a scene in the hospital?" she said, trying to stay calm.
Michael looked into her calm eyes, and it just made him angrier. His chest tightened. 'Was she threatening me?' he thought,
rubbing his chest.
Determined to cause a scene, he crossed his arms and plopped down in a chair. "Who is he? If you don't explain right now, no
one's leaving."
Emily found his behavior both ridiculous and infuriating. She actually laughed out loud. "Michael, are you being serious right
now? You're acting like a child." She surprised herself with how affectionate she sounded. Michael was taken aback by her
laughter. When Emily genuinely smiled, it was like her eyes light up with stars. He couldn't look away.
Her smile took the edge off his anger, and his expression softened, though his tone stayed cold. "Don't change the subject. That
Why do you care who I'm with?" she snapped, grabbing her clothes and heading to the bathroom.
Michael knew he shouldn't care about Daniel, but seeing him touch Emily's hair drove him crazy.
Just then, Andrew's call snapped Michael out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, I'll be there soon. Had to pick someone up," Michael said into the phone.
Emily paused at the door. So he came to the hospital for something else and picking her up was just an afterthought. She had
hoped he came specifically for her. Her heart sank.
"Aren't you leaving?" she asked, now dressed and standing at the door with her phone. Michael was still on the phone but hung
up slowly when he heard her.
But five minutes later, when she opened the passenger door and saw Sophia sitting inside, she couldn't keep her cool.
Emily shot Michael a cold look as he opened the door on the other side. "Why is she here?"
Michael frowned, like she'd asked the dumbest question ever. "Sophia's getting discharged today too, so I picked her up. What's
the big deal?" He acted like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Emily clenched her fists, watching Sophia smirk at her.
"Emily, you're not still mad, are you? I get carsick, so I took the front seat. Otherwise, I would've let you sit here." Sophia
pretended to get out of the car.
"Just stay put," Michael said, pressing Sophia's shoulder back down. Sophia smirked again, her eyes saying, "See, it's not that I
won't let you. It was never yours to begin with."
"Emily, stop being so dramatic and get in the car," Michael said impatiently.
Emily slammed the door shut, thinking, 'Sophia just wants to be alone with Michael? Not happening.' She swallowed her
She'd been in the spacious back seat of the Maybach before. The car started and pulled out of the parking lot.
Sure enough, they hadn't gone far when Sophia started up. "Michael, can I stay at your place for a few days? My mom's
traveling, and my dad's always working late. I'm so bored at home alone." She tugged at Michael's sleeve, whining as they
waited at a red light.
Michael instinctively glanced at Emily through the rearview mirror. She didn't even look at him, just stared out the window like she
hadn't heard a thing.
Michael felt a pang of discomfort. He'd rather she slam the door and yell at him than ignore him completely like this.
"Michael, I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?" Sophia asked again, seeing him zone out. Michael, clearly distracted, just replied,
"If you want to."
Sophia cheered, but Emily felt utterly disgusted. 'How could he? How could he let another woman stay in our marital home?'
"Stop the car," Emily suddenly shouted, her face pale.
Michael braked abruptly, and Sophia smirked, thinking Emily was finally going to get out. There was nothing she couldn't take.
Emily opened the door and ran to the roadside, dry heaving. She didn't know if it was Sophia's perfume or her words that made
her sick, but she felt nauseous.
Michael wasn't feeling great either. He opened the car's mini-fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and got out. Sophia watched as he
walked to Emily, patted her back, and handed her the water. She didn't know what he said, but Emily immediately moved away
from his touch.
Sophia's face darkened. 'When has Michael ever been so kind to her?'
"Thanks, I'm fine. You go ahead. I'll walk back to get some fresh air," Emily said after a while. She subtly avoided Michael's hand
and asked in a calm tone, "Why are you throwing up too? Are you not feeling well?"
Michael's face stiffened. He couldn't tell her it was because their emotions were connected, so when she threw up, he did too.
But what he didn't know was that he was throwing up not because of their emotional connection, but because of the baby in
Emily's belly.