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.

too awkward to go downstairs and bother Veda.

tell me if she's

the police station tomorrow to get to the bottom of this. That thug needs to

Michael's righteous anger, Emily couldn't help but

so childish and unstable? They said men only acted like that around

at herself for even thinking it. She

Michael asked, clearly

herself from overthinking, Emily decided to call it a night. There was a lot to handle at

be your secretary for the

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

had been under siege lately. But Michael seemed more

change. In this fast-paced world, one day, you could be a

couple might be on the brink of breaking up, and tomorrow

matter how the world changed or where her kids were, Penelope always had

a woman like that. She believed that one day

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

divorce, they were

Michael was already gone. His pillow was missing too.

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

Mansion. She was busy comforting Veda, taking care of Mason, and handling all sorts of family matters. She

but to lecture Michael, piling on the pressure and