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.

the situation, though, he felt too awkward to go downstairs and bother Veda. He

tell me if

to the police station tomorrow to get to the bottom of this. That thug needs to explain himself, to give

Emily couldn't

get so childish and unstable? They said men only acted like

herself for even thinking

laughing at?" Michael asked, clearly attuned to her every

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

I can't be your

stuff we haven't dealt with yet. I can handle it. You focus on home and Veda... I'll leave her

issues. The Smith family had been under siege lately. But

quickly things could change. In this fast-paced world,

on the brink of breaking up, and tomorrow they could be

most stunning woman she had ever seen. No matter how the

a woman like that. She believed that

was almost one o'clock. Dragging her tired body, Emily headed to the bathroom. She

finalizing the divorce, they were

Michael was already gone. His pillow was missing too. He even left a note on the bed: [I'm in the

quilt and lay down, feeling a wave of

following days, Emily hardly left the Smith Mansion. She was busy comforting Veda, taking care of Mason, and handling all sorts

weren't there to oust the president but to lecture Michael, piling on the pressure and

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