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.

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

to find another chance to make her move. She picked a stronger wine,

night that Nicholas left, totally drunk, and Michael was clearly wasted too.

you drunk? Let me help you

You should go rest. We have to leave early

hug his waist from behind, her voice sultry and 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,

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

experience for 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

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,

in bed, he couldn't sleep, replaying the day's

thinking, he had Andrew check her schedule and used the

had left him 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

feeling of holding her in his arms tonight. It was simply too good. The more he thought about it, the more he felt desired. He

She and Abigail drove off early, not wanting

But her

want to see

do you want?" Emily questioned