My Doting Husband

There was no need to look closely. Emma knew who it was. Because Ivan's neck was still surrounded by the scarf she had personally selected for him in a London street shop.

Emma's eyes were stinging, but what made her breathing more difficult was the date marked on the corner of the photo.

The date indicated that it was Christmas two years ago.

Two years ago...

At this moment, Emma felt she was like a fool. She was so naive that she was deceived by the two closest people around her.

Two years ago, Ivan was still holding her and planning their future, but at that time, he was already with Kate.

Kate was very satisfied with Emma's reaction. She stared at Emma arrogantly, "Emma, now you should believe that Ivan doesn't love you. The only person he loves is me... Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you. Actually, we slept together two years ago..."

...

"Get out of here!"

Emma hysterically threw the phone at Kate.

Kate didn't have the time to dodge it, so the phone just hit her eye socket. Just when Kate was screaming, Emma got up from the chair, grabbed Kate's hair, and dragged her down on the bedside table.

Kate's back waist hit on the corner of the table, making a loud noise. The thermos and water cups on the table fell to the ground one after another, and splashed everywhere.

When it came to fighting, Emma had never feared anyone since she was young. When she was 15 years old, she and Joey became the little overlord near the school, which was the main reason why Simon forced her to go abroad.

However, in order to avenge Kate, she and Joey broken the head of the people who bullied Kate with a beer bottle. But now, the one who was pressed down by her was Kate.

Although Emma was too angry, she was still weak, so her strength was limited.

Kate quickly straightened up from the bedside table and pushed Emma away from her.

Emma stepped back a few steps and stepped on the fragments of the glass. But she still dragged Kate, so the two fell to the ground together.

"You are crazy!"

of her hand being pierced by glass shards. The blood was slowly oozing

There was a four to five centimeter long cut between her palm and the wrist, which looked terrible. She raised her hand. The blood was winding down her arm, dyeing the cuffs of

word. There were messy footsteps at

the door, all three of them were stunned at the

shed quickly, watching the injury on her

indifferent expression on her face. She wanted to get up, but then

the shock and strode towards the two

to Ivan, with an aggrieved expression on her face, which made others feel sorry

even look at her. He walked past her and squatted directly in front of

"Emma, are you okay?"

he didn't mind it at all, though he had a fetish about cleanliness. He

Ivan picked Emma up and walked out

face was so pale

Emma. He didn't turn his head, let alone to care

...

Joey walked directly to Ivan who was

mistakenly thought he saw it

who was

so he just replied briefly, "Surgical

Joey noticed the blood on Emma's

do to her?" Joey

my way!" Ivan's face

Joey could react, Emma

"Let me down!"

at Ivan. The only temperature in her

tone of such an order made

on the side also recovered. He grabbed Emma's arm, and said, "Emma, I'll take

to Emma, trying to lift her out

Emma tightly and refused to let her

hand were scattered all over the place. While looking at Emma, he