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!"

Her face paled. She looked down at the palm of her hand being

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

a word. There were messy footsteps

door, all three of

shed quickly, watching the injury

face. She wanted to get up, but then she realized that her ankle had also been

and strode towards the two

out her uninjured hand to Ivan, with an aggrieved expression on her face,

even look at her. He walked past

"Emma, are you okay?"

her head and looked at Ivan. His black coat was stained with her blood. But he didn't mind it at all, though he had a fetish about cleanliness. He directly focused his eyes on

up and walked out of

face was so pale and

his head, let alone to care about Kate who was sitting on the ground

...

Joey walked directly to Ivan who

Joey mistakenly thought

stopped Ivan who was anxious,

him, so he just replied briefly, "Surgical operating

this, Joey noticed

did you do to

way!" Ivan's face was cold. He

Joey could react, Emma had

"Let me down!"

stared at Ivan. The only temperature in her eyes disappeared after

an order

recovered. He grabbed Emma's arm,

Emma, trying to

say anything, but he hugged Emma tightly

While looking at Emma,