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!"

down at the palm of her

tingling on Emma's wrist. 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 her

a word. There were messy footsteps

appeared at the door, all three of them were stunned at the

watching the injury on her palm,

on her face. She wanted to get up, but then she realized that her

the shock and strode towards the two of

uninjured hand to Ivan, with an aggrieved expression

Ivan didn't even look at her. He walked past her and squatted

"Emma, are you okay?"

he didn't

up and

face was so pale and she looked

head, let alone to care about

...

corridor, Joey walked directly to Ivan who was holding

scene! Joey mistakenly

and stopped Ivan who was anxious, "Ivan,

want to talk to him, so he just

Joey noticed the blood on

you do to her?" Joey

out of my way!" Ivan's face was

Joey could react, Emma had

"Let me down!"

Ivan. The only temperature in her eyes disappeared after she heard

tone of such an order made Ivan

on the side also recovered. He grabbed Emma's arm, and

Emma, trying to lift her out

but he hugged Emma tightly and refused to

the place. While looking at Emma, he had to