The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 25 The Failed Plot

Right now, the only person who could save their company was Michael, but Michael couldn't stand Hayden.

Hayden blamed it on Emily, so she came up with this plan. If she could become Mrs. Smith and get pregnant, she was sure Michael would have to help their company.

When Michael saw Sophia holding a drink, his desire cooled off a bit. Thinking about the soft waist and beautiful eyes he had just touched, he figured he needed some alcohol to chill out.

So he didn't say no. "Sure, let's have a drink."

At the sight of Michael's agreement, Sophia's heart skipped a beat, and she shyly suggested, "How about we drink in your room? It's kinda cold out here."

Michael didn't think much of it and nodded. His room was on the first floor, the biggest scenic room in the whole guesthouse. But after a few steps, they bumped into Nicholas. Before Sophia could say anything, Michael invited him, "Mr. Jackson, wanna join us for a drink?"

Sophia's face stiffened, and she heard Nicholas happily say, "Of course."

Michael and Nicholas smiled at each other and headed to the room, leaving Sophia standing there, glaring at Nicholas's back with resentment.

"Coming?" Michael turned back and saw Sophia hadn't followed, frowning as he reminded her.

good enough for Mr. Jackson. I'll go get a better one." She didn't dare let Nicholas drink this wine, so she made up an excuse

to find another chance to make her move. She picked a stronger wine, and the three of them started

that Nicholas left, totally drunk, and Michael was clearly wasted too. Sophia suddenly had an idea, a sly

are you drunk? Let me help you to bed," she said, trying to support

but was still somewhat conscious. "It's late. You should go rest. We have to leave early tomorrow." He pushed Sophia

don't you want me?" she said, her face flushing. It was her first time doing something like this. She felt Michael's body stiffen slightly, then he removed her hands from his waist and turned to look at her. "You're drunk. Go

unmoved. Unwilling to give up, she continued, "I'm not drunk. I know what I'm saying. Michael, you clearly like me too. Why not? I'm willing." She moved closer to him again. Michael found it strange. He clearly liked Sophia. As an adult, he understood these things, but he had never been interested in them until he had the chance to hold Emily, who gave him a different feeling. And just now, when Sophia hugged him and begged him to take her,

a beautiful experience for you, not something driven by alcohol. You get what I'm

flash of resentment crossed her eyes, aimed at both Michael and Emily. If Emily hadn't swooped in while she was away, she'd already be Mrs. Smith and wouldn't have to deal with this humiliation. The plan didn't work out, but she had secretly snapped a few photos while they were drinking, with just Michael's hand in the frame. She sat lazily with a glass of red wine, looking like she was having a romantic drink with her boyfriend. Then she posted them on Facebook, hoping Emily would

took a shower, sobering up a bit. Lying in bed, he couldn't sleep, replaying the

go out together had made him irrationally angry. Without thinking, he had Andrew check her schedule and used the

feeling like he was slowly losing something important. Then he thought about his intimate moment with Emily tonight. The feeling and touch were so familiar, and a fleeting image of a crying woman flashed in his mind, but

the slender waist that seemed like it would break with a squeeze, and the feeling of holding her in his arms tonight. It was simply too

Michael. She and Abigail

surprisingly didn't bother her, and she was relieved. But her peace didn't last long as the

Serenity Villa, because she didn't want

do you want?"