My Doting Husband

Emma turned aside and forced her tears back to the eyes.

Ivan helped Kate stand up.

Kate showed surprise on her pale face.

Ivan's brow wrinkled deeply. Before he turned around, he was pulled by Kate.

Kate was in tears, making him distressed.

She yanked Ivan's wrist and tenderly said, “Ivan, I am fine, don't blame Emma......”

Hearing that, Emma sneered.

Ivan frowned more deeply. He turned to see Emma with loathing.

He broke his wrist free from Kate, put his hands on her shoulders and looked her up and down. Then he asked her, “Is there any injury?”

Kate bit her lower lip and shook her head, “I'm OK. Emma didn't do it on purpose.”

Ivan nodded and turned to Emma.

Until this moment, Emma did not feel that Ivan had really changed.

The way he looked at her was no longer serious, no longer doting, no longer indulgent.

She suddenly became an evil woman, and he was ready to scold her for the woman he loved.

Emma was hurtful, but she still raised her chin high and showed no weakness.

“Emma, you were not like this before...”

Upon hearing Ivan's words, Emma smiled ironically, “Are you still the person you used to be?”

Emma's rhetorical question made Ivan looked away.

Ivan lowered his head, fumbled for his cigarette case from his trouser pocket and lit a cigarette.

there, fixing her eyes on them

before, it was all my fault... I told you it has nothing to do with Kate. I you are angry, just vent you anger to me. Don't bully her

voice was still pleasing to hear, but it was

“I bullied her?!”

Emma felt wronged.

boyfriend was robbed, and not

then flicked it off. It fell to the snow, with a slight noise, the cigarette end

at the moment. The residual heat

turned to Kate and gently held her

“Ivan!”

could

and Kate turned around at the same time, his arm

...

and

back with you, would you be with her?” Emma

his line of sight was

affectionately looked at each other and

before is called I like you, then now,

from head to foot with the

her tears were

did not want

she turned around, she found that Sean standing

that the two were still watching, Emma reached out to wipe her tears with

when Sean was standing behind her, let alone how long he

a black coat strode

bypass indifferently

unexpectedly, Sean

as tall as Joey, and when he looked down at Emma, unconsciously she thought

of Sean, Emma was really like a child. Even if she pretended to be tough, her “acting”

white fog when Sean breathed,

raised her head and met his

still standing here? Are you not cold?

showed concern, which

she could react, her arm had been clutched in the hands of