NovelXXXChapter 444 Dreams Shattered
That was the house they were renting. Not only would they have to pay the landlord for the damages, but
everything inside the house was lost, and now they had to find a new place to live, which would take time.
On top of that, Emily had to stop working at JM Jewelry Company and ask Penelope to take over the project. All
these endless troubles made Emily feel more frustrated than
ever.
"How could this be your fault?" Michael interjected, bringing up the strong perfsmell he had noticed.
Emily clearly didn't understand what Michael was talking about.
"Perfume? That day, | was busy cleaning the house and didn't smell any perfume. | never use that stuff,
especially not since | got pregnant. | really don't know."
Emily tried to recall. She had just fallen asleep on the couch and then gradually lost consciousness.
Suddenly, Emily's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Michael.
"Are you saying... someone broke into Abigail's house and set the fire? They wanted to kill me?"
Michael nodded solemnly.
Emily felt a cold sweat break out on her back. Who could hate her so much, waiting for the right moment to
strike, trying to kill her and her child?
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter the opening ceremony, Sophia sat in Dean's car, bored and playing on her phone. Dean was with Archibald,
so Sophia had to stay hidden.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and people were bustling about, laughing and chatting as if it were a
perfect day. But she was stuck in the car, feeling like she was suffocating, staring out the window like a lifeless
puppet.
Sophia couldn't understand why she was so unwelcome. The Smith family disliked her, from Michael's wife to his
mother, sister, and grandfather.
But now, Dean only had Archibald, and Archibald barely spoke to her. Why didn't he like her?
Thinking it over, Sophia blamed Emily. After all, the only person between her and Archibald was Emily.
But soon, no one would speak ill of her again. Sophia smiled bitterly, recalling the fire and imagining Emily
perishing in the flames. She had even locked the door to ensure her plan succeeded. How could Emily possibly
escape?
Feeling refreshed by these thoughts, Sophia took out her compact to touch up her makeup, humming a tune.
"Emily, you could never beat me. Whether it's about men or yourself, you're all just my defeated opponents..."
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Before Sophia could finish her gloating, Dean got into the driver's seat. The cool air he brought in made Sophia
shiver, and she frowned, her words sharp.
"Are you trying to freeze me?"
Dean glanced at her, understanding her frustration. He chuckled. "I know you're upset.
| wanted to get rid of Archibald quickly, but before | could say anything, he got a call
and rushed off. These days, a brother can't compete with a woman."
"A woman?" Sophia's curiosity was piqued. "What woman?"
Dean, knowing how women love gossip, didn't hesitate to answer. The nhe
mentioned made Sophia's blood run cold.
"Emily? You're saying Emily called him..."
Dean, not noticing Sophia's shock, started the car and replied casually.
"Yeah, Archibald got that call and ran off like he was possessed. When a man falls for a woman, it's different.
Women are trouble."
Realizing he might have offended her, Dean quickly added, "I don't mean you. Swomen are different."
Normally, Sophia would be pleased by this, but today, she was consumed by one question: Why wasn't Emily
dead? She couldn't show her frustration to Dean, so she silently cursed Emily.
Was Emily really that hard to kill? Or was it someone who risked their life to save her? How did she get so lucky
to survive the fire?
A few days later, just as Sophia was starting to calm down, she heard from Dean that Archibald had brought
news. Emily had been injured in a severe fire, but her ex- husband had saved her. She and her unborn child were
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This news pierced Sophia's heart.
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"If you had treated your wound properly from the start, you wouldn't need to stay in the hospital now.
"Mr. Smith, | know you're busy with countless tasks, but you should take care of yourself too!"
In the hospital room, Emily sat on the bed, listening to the head nurse scold Michael.
Michael's arm was burned while saving Emily. He had missed the best tfor disinfecting and bandaging, and
now the wound was infected and serious. But Michael refused to stay in the hospital.
To him, the wound was insignificant. Today was Emily's discharge day, and the culprit was still at large. He had
decided to stay close to Emily, ensuring she and her child wouldn't be harmed again.
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