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.

I think this wine isn't good enough for Mr. Jackson. I'll go get a better one." She didn't dare

chance to make her move. She picked

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

you

rest. We

soft. "Michael, 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

willing." She moved closer to him again. Michael found it strange. He clearly liked Sophia. As an adult, he understood these things,

you, not something driven by alcohol. You get what I'm saying?" His excuse was pretty solid, making it hard to argue. Sophia knew he was just making excuses, but she played along, nodding like

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

bed, he couldn't

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

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

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.

wait for Michael. She and Abigail drove

returned, Michael surprisingly didn't bother her, and she was relieved. But her peace didn't last long as the Brown Family came to

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

you want?" Emily