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.

and forced a sweet smile. "Well, I think this wine isn't good enough for Mr. Jackson. I'll go get a better one." She didn't

her move. She picked a

Michael was clearly wasted too. Sophia suddenly had an idea, a sly

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

still somewhat conscious. "It's late. You should go rest. We have to leave early tomorrow."

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

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

not something driven by alcohol. You get what I'm saying?" His excuse was pretty solid, making it

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

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

Daniel go out together had made him irrationally angry. Without thinking, he had Andrew

moment with Emily tonight. The feeling and touch were so familiar, and a fleeting image

in his mind-the delicate skin he had seen, 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 good. The more

She and

she was relieved. But her

she didn't want to see a place full of memories with Isabella

do you want?" Emily questioned