The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 428

"What, now the two of you are ganging up to defend that wretch? Won't you spare a thought for me at all?" Martha was furious and especially unhappy when she saw that Charles and Wynn were united against her.

She was the master of this household.

Philip was nothing!

"Mom, could you stop being so unreasonable?"

Wynn was flabbergasted. What was wrong with her mother now? Why did she have such a temper all of a sudden?"

"I'm being unreasonable? Look at him, he's just standing there! He could've at least asked to look at our wounds. We might seem fine at first, but what if we're more badly injured somewhere you can't see? All he's doing is standing there. I bet he just wants us to die as soon as possible!"

Martha said fiercely, her brows raised viciously and her expression icy. Her gaze shone with her rage at Philip.

"Alright, Mom, Dad. I'll go call a doctor now."

Philip had no choice. He turned and jogged off to get a doctor.

Even Philip had no idea how he had survived three years with such an unreasonable nightmare of a mother-in-law.

After Philip left, Martha pouted and muttered under her breath, "See, he's totally doing it on purpose. He just stood there like an idiot for so long instead of getting a doctor for your dad and me."

To Martha, Philip's very existence was a mistake right now.

Helpless, Wynn took Martha's hand and said carefully, "Mom, you can't treat Philip like that from now on. What on earth did he do wrong? We've been married for three years, and we even have Mila. Is he not your son-in-law? Is Mila not your granddaughter?"

Martha could not say anything to that, so she mumbled, "It's not like I want to treat him like that, but I just get mad looking at him.

"You want me to be nice to him? Sure, if he has a few millions in savings, or if his family has some clout. I'll never recognize such a good-for-nothing as my son-in-law." Martha pressed her lips together stubbornly.

If Philip had been here to hear that, he would probably chuckle coldly to himself.

Unfortunately, his family's Clarke Group was worth several hundred billions in itself, and that was just the tip of the iceberg.

As for his family's influence, it went further than just 'some clout'.

Much further!

Even Charles could not help but interrupt. "Just keep your mouth to yourself, Martha. Have you already forgotten how Director Cage treated Philip at dinner just now?" How could this madwoman have such a goldfish memory?

There was no way anyone who knew Nick Cage and earned his respect was just an average Joe.

Had she already forgotten everything Charles told her yesterday?

Martha's eyes widened at that reminder!

The accident had scared those memories right out of her head.

Nick Cage, a director at the Land Registry, treated that useless Philip with such adulation.

There had to be some secret behind that.

"Do you know what's going on there, Wynnie?" Martha asked.

Wynn shook her head. "I don't know either. Maybe you could ask him when he gets back later."

"Sure."

Martha nodded.

She had to figure out exactly that brat managed to worm his way into Nick Cage's good books.

After a while, Philip brought a doctor back. The doctor said impatiently, "We already checked you two, right? You're fine, just go back and rest for a couple of days. If you're that worried, just stay at the hospital for a few days as a precaution."

This doctor had looked at Martha and Charles earlier. All they had were a few scratches and bruises.

"You can't be so flippant about this, doctor. I feel real dizzy right now, so please give me another check-up. If anything happens to me, it'll be the hospital's fault, you know."

Martha insisted, holding her head and looking faint.

The doctor was stunned. What was wrong with this woman? She just wanted to waste their resources.

"Fine, go line up and get a number."

With that, the doctor turned and left. He had a ton of things to handle right now, and it was probably going to be another sleepless night for him.

"What are you just standing there for? Go get us a number!"

Martha glared at Philip and barked her next orders. After all, she was a casualty here.

Somewhat annoyed, Philip ran off to get them a number. After another round of check-ups, they got another clean bill.

Martha was finally reassured.

When they went back to the mansion, Philip saw that the master bedroom was still occupied. His expression cold, he asked, "Didn't I tell you to move downstairs?"

Martha felt guilty when she saw the look on his face. She could scold him however she liked at the hospital just now, but now that they were back at the villa, she felt a little more anxious. After all, this villa was not registered under her name.

That fact caused her a huge headache. She secretly swore that she would chase Philip out of here someday!

"Ow, ow, my head hurts! Bring me upstairs so we can rest, Charles. Oh no, my vision's blurring. I can't hold on any longer..."

Martha put on a huge act and dragged Charles upstairs.

Philip wanted to say something more, but Wynn pulled him back and said, "Forget it, let them stay for a few days. There are plenty of rooms here anyway. I don't mind."

Philip had nothing else to say, but he was absolutely exasperated.

All of a sudden, Wynn asked, "By the way, Philip, how do you know Nick Cage? He seems to really respect you. Are you hiding anything from me?"