The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 490 Deliberate Scheming

Sophia's lips quivered, her eyes shimmering with tears she stubbornly refused to let fall.

How could it be called lying?

How could it be called seduction?

Michael's grim face, which seemed to harbor a brewing storm, was enough to make anyone's heart race with

fear.

Sophia took a deep breath, feeling a bit guilty, but she still forced a smile and said, "Michael, you got it all wrong.

| never meant to hurt you... You know that..."

Michael snorted coldly, cutting her off. "Your so-called concern was nothing more than a trick to deceive me. Your

constant pretense makessick now! Sophia! Why did you do this? Why did you hurtand your sister?"

With that, Michael cornered Sophia against the wall.

Sophia was pressed hard against the wall, her breathing quickened, and a flash of fear crossed her eyes.

She tried to explain, but Michael wouldn't give her the chance.

"Do you think that by dressing like this and trying to seduce me, I'll just fall for it again? Save your tricks for

someone else. | won't be fooled by you anymore."

Sophia's lips moved, but no sound cout. She could only look at Michael helplessly.

As she looked at the man in front of her, the submissive look in her eyes gradually turned to despair, and then a

shadow of coldness passed through her gaze. When she smiled again, her voice had turned hard.

"Michael, you keep saying | ruined your life? But don't forget, it was you who drove Emily away from the Smith

family. It was you who wanted a divorce.

"You insisted on marrying me, making Emily leave, and bringingin! Have you forgotten all that?"

Sophia knew the current Michael well, and she knew the old Michael even better. She knew Michael wanted to

numb himself, to shift all the blonto her, and to atone in front of Emily.

But every the tried to be soft and asked for forgiveness, he was turned down.

Now, he was the real fool, trapped by the evil he sowed, stuck in the mire with no way out.

And now Michael was blaming her?

A complex emotion flashed in Sophia's eyes as she looked at the increasingly dazed Michael. She sneered.

"Michael, you're always so self-righteous. Or rather, you men are always so self-righteous. You think you can

handle everything, including women.

"But women aren't objects. You can't just do whatever you want with us. | cto see you today as a courtesy,

but if you refuse, don't blme for turning my back on you." Her words fell heavily.

Michael watched as Sophia regained her former arrogance, his heart shook, and he was at a loss for words.

Sophia pushed him aside and turned to leave. Before she walked out, she didn't forget to say, "Michael, instead

of drinking here to drown your sorrows and pretending to be deep in love, you should think about why Emily

would rather choose Archibald, a man from out of town, than reconcile with the father of her child?"

Sophia sneered and continued, "Isn't it because she doesn't want to endure the hypocrisy, coldness, selfishness,

and cruelty of the Smith family?"

Michael couldn't take it anymore.

Who did Sophia think she was?

How dare she insult the Smith family?

Michael turned around, grabbed Sophia, and pressed her against the wall, his hand around her neck, his eyes

sharp, his voice low. "Sophia, you're a shameless slut! Look at you now. How long are you going to disgrace the

Brown family?"

Hey there! Just a friendly reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.com, you might be missing out

on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter-it's all free!

Sophia didn't back down, meeting his gaze with a mocking smile.

Since the facade was already torn, why should Sophia pretend to be innocent?

"Michael, your anger is just because | exposed the truth! Isn't that what you think? How long are you going to

cover up for the Smith family and the wealthy families of Emerald City?

"Do you even take marriage seriously? Do you take your wives seriously? You're all just animals thinking with

your lower halves, easily seduced by women like me, the shameless sluts you label us as!"

Sophia kept her voice low, knowing she couldn't let the people outside hear.

Her goal was to provoke Michael, to make him lose control.

Only then could she better exact her revenge on Michael.

To show everyone that the so-called elite were just rotten inside.

And Michael, the legendary business elite, was just a fool blinded by lust and power.

Every word Sophia said cut Michael like a knife.

As his anger grew, and seeing Sophia's increasingly cold smile, Michael's grip tightened

until her beautiful face twisted in pain.

Sophia realized Michael had truly lost it.

"Michael, let go of me! What do you want? You're killing me!"

Hey there! Just a friendly reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.com, you might be missing out

on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter-it's all free!

Then Sophia cursed inwardly. 'Where the hell is Dean? Does he really wantto die at Michael's hands?'

Just as the thought crossed her mind, the bathroom door burst open.

"Michael, what are you doing?"

It was Dean, leading a group of people.

Michael froze.

He didn't know what was happening, only that there were many cameras, flashing

lights blinding him. He quickly covered his face, looking utterly flustered.

And just then, Michael saw Dean pull Sophia into his arms, protecting her, just as Michael used to do.

Suddenly, Michael smiled.

He saw his old self, foolish and self-righteous.

Thankfully, Patrick arrived in time, driving away the media and saving Michael.

The ended for now.

But soon, compared to the calm Michael, Patrick was clearly flustered.

After hearing Michael's brief explanation, Patrick concluded, "I get it now, this was a trap! That woman, what's

her name?"

Michael was about to respond when Patrick continued, "Who cares what her nis, she's your old flame,

right?"

The term "old flame" left Michael speechless. Patrick was right, and he couldn't argue.