The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

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.

though, he felt too awkward to go downstairs and bother

if

tomorrow to get to the bottom of this. That thug needs to explain

anger, Emily

childish and unstable? They said men only

even thinking it. She was

at?" Michael asked, clearly

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

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

stuff we haven't dealt

The Smith family had been under siege lately. But

this fast-paced world, one day,

and tomorrow they could be teaming up for the family business, moving forward

how the world changed or where her kids were, Penelope always had her career to fall back on, making her the most confident and

woman like that. She believed that one day

Dragging her tired body, Emily headed to the bathroom. She didn't

without finalizing the divorce,

and came out, Michael was already gone. His pillow was missing too. He even left a note on

down, feeling a wave of warmth envelop

hardly left the Smith Mansion. She was busy comforting Veda, taking care of Mason, and handling all sorts of family matters. She had barely

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 felt she