Chapter 23 Mr. Smith Embarrasses Himself Again

Nicholas couldn't care less about Sophia's sweet talk; he just saw the disgust in his eyes.

He thought, 'Why would Michael marry such a scheming woman?' but he kept his mouth shut.

Emily was bored out of her mind and dragged Abigail back to their room.

"Michael didn't tell Mr. Jackson you're his wife. How do you feel about that?" Abigail teased with a grin.

"I don't feel anything. Stop gossiping and get some rest. We're leaving tomorrow." Emily shooed Abigail back to her room.

But Emily couldn't shake off what Abigail said. She looked down at her belly and whispered, "Baby, are you mad?"

As if the baby could hear her, she suddenly felt nauseous and rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

Meanwhile, Michael was deep in a discussion about Moonlit Treasures with Nicholas. Out of nowhere, he stood up, looking pale, and bolted to the bathroom.

Nicholas and Sophia were caught off guard, but Andrew quickly stepped in, "Sorry, Mr. Jackson, Mr. Smith might be feeling a bit unwell. Let's wrap this up for today."

Nicholas was puzzled but respectful and left without pressing further. Sophia, on the other hand, wasn't so easily convinced.

"Andrew, what's wrong with Michael?" Sophia asked, looking worried. As Michael's right-hand man, Andrew knew the truth but couldn't spill the beans.

Smith just has a bit of gastritis. No need

unsure whether to believe him

all-hands meeting, and now this. He wished he could

said coldly,

could handle herself as he quickly sent

Sophia asked, concerned as he came

Jackson think you're my wife? Don't you know he's honest and upright? If he finds out

mild rebuke, then her eyes welled up as she pretended to be hurt. "Michael, I didn't mean to let Mr. Jackson misunderstand." She

right now. I really didn't mean it, Michael, you have to believe me." She was almost

it's my fault. You should go rest,"

something changing. She watched Michael's back with a hint of resentment in her

found Emily's room easily and knocked on the door. Emily thought it was room service. When she opened the door and saw Michael's grim face, she immediately tried to close it, but it was too late. Michael was quicker and blocked the

my room?" Emily's expression was sour, having just

just throw up?"

puzzled. 'How does he

your business. Get out," Emily snapped, feeling there

you have to talk to me like this? Do you only smile and be gentle with

found his words laughable. 'What is that saying? Double standards.' She felt it perfectly

If you want someone to smile at you, go to Sophia. Why are you bothering me?" Emily snorted coldly. Michael was helpless. "Is Sophia the

for trouble. "Nope, and we can

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