Chapter 153 The Smith Family's Unending Troubles

As soon as Emily walked in, she nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Michael.

There he was, standing by the door with a face like someone owed him a couple million bucks.

"You scared the crap out of me! What are you doing?" Emily blurted out.

Even though she was griping at him, her eyes instinctively went to Michael's wound. It looked pretty gnarly.

When the thug was about to stab Veda, Michael had charged in like a bat out of hell, grabbed the guy, and wrestled the knife away.

Emily had caught up just in time to see the blade slice across Michael's arm, leaving a nasty gash.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice full of concern.

But Michael misheard her and thought she said, "Are you nuts?" He replied, "Emily, you're the one who's nuts."

Emily rolled her eyes. She didn't even bother responding; she just checked his wound to make sure it wasn't too bad, then headed back to bed, stretching her neck and taking a deep breath. Michael trailed after her. "How's Veda?"

Emily had the patience for everyone except Michael. "Why are you asking me? She's just downstairs. Go check yourself."

Michael wanted to, but Veda hadn't said a word to him the whole way back, clinging to Emily. It made Daniel furious, but Michael found it oddly satisfying.

awkward to go downstairs and bother Veda. He was terrible at comforting little

tell me if she's okay," he

police station tomorrow to get to the bottom of

Michael's righteous anger, Emily

said men only acted

at herself for even thinking it. She

at?" Michael asked, clearly attuned

Emily decided to call it a night. There was a lot to

just get some sleep. By the way, I can't be

we haven't dealt with yet. I can

been under siege lately. But Michael seemed more considerate

she marveled at how quickly things could change. In this fast-paced world, one day,

the brink of breaking up, and tomorrow they could be

thought of Penelope, the most stunning woman she had ever seen. No matter how the world changed or where her kids were, Penelope always had her career to fall back on, making her the most

become a woman like that. She believed that

tired body, Emily headed to the bathroom. She didn't care anymore whether she

divorce, they were

finished her bath and came out, Michael was already gone. His pillow was missing

but smile. She lifted the quilt and lay down, feeling a wave of warmth envelop her. She curled up,

comforting Veda, taking care

there to oust the president but to lecture Michael, piling on the pressure and making his work a mess. Hearing this, Emily couldn't help but feel sorry for Michael. She

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