The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 195 Request for Reconciliation

"Michael! It's really you! I thought I was dreaming! I'm so happy you finally came to see me!" Sophia's face lit up the moment she saw Michael at the door. She quickly put on her best "good girl" act and rushed over to hug him. That familiar scent of his cologne, that warm and comforting embrace! Sophia's smile grew wider. She felt like she had won again against that fake Emily.

Michael asked, "Were you getting your nails done?"

His voice was a bit raspy, and he looked exhausted. But even as he asked Sophia, he couldn't help but glance warily at her belly.

Sophia knew she was almost caught.

Luckily, getting nails done wasn't harmful to pregnant women. And even if it was, she could always play dumb. Everything else was almost perfect, and Michael wouldn't suspect over something so small.

As long as she played her part well, becoming Michael's wife was within reach.

She quickly grabbed Michael's hand and pouted. "Michael, I went to your office, but you weren't there. You've been gone for days, and I was so worried about you."

"Today, my mom wanted to get her nails done. She saw I was upset and insisted I join her. I didn't expect you to show up. Don't worry, I'm fine, and the baby... is fine too."

Sophia blushed as she spoke. The nearby servant turned away, not wanting to get involved.

Seeing this, Michael got goosebumps. Especially when Sophia mentioned the "baby," he was at a loss for words.

thinking he was ready to face the child in Sophia's belly and Emily's accusations

he face Emily's departure and the empty,

it all, Michael felt ridiculous. He couldn't

need to ask you something." Michael pulled

door closed

calmly in the living room, having heard

used her as an excuse in a moment of desperation, and Evelyn cursed her inwardly, if Michael really believed it and married Sophia for the sake of the child, she would become the mother-in-law of the Smith family, which wasn't

believed Sophia was

same tactic to get into the Brown family herself, she knew all too well that this was

do it,

bit of sweet talk, some deception, and a little coquettish behavior, would give anything-money, status, fame, you

"Madam, your toenails

replied, "Done?

asked, "About the payment for

the tip when you're done! Besides, my daughter will have plenty of money in the future!" Meanwhile, Sophia pointed at her phone and said, "This is

a son. Although we don't know if this baby is a boy or a girl, don't worry, I'll try my best. If it's not a boy this time, it will be next time..." Before Sophia could finish her sweet talk,

about marrying her and having

before. He shouldn't have promised Sophia so much so quickly, and he