My Doting Husband

Chapter 26 He Doesn't Love You

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..."

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"Get out of here!"

Emma hysterically threw the phone at Kate. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

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!"

Kate exclaimed. Her face paled. She looked down at the palm of her hand being pierced by glass shards. The blood was slowly oozing out.

There was also a sharp 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 light blue sweater red.

Emma didn't say a word. There were messy footsteps at the door.

When Ivan appeared at the door, all three of them were stunned at the same time.

Kate's tears shed quickly, watching the injury on her palm, crying.

Emma withdrew her gaze from Ivan's face with an indifferent expression on her face. She wanted to get up, but then she realized that her ankle had also been cut.

Ivan recovered from the shock and strode towards the two of them.

Kate stretched out her uninjured hand to Ivan, with an aggrieved expression on her face, which made others feel sorry for her.

But Ivan didn't even look at her. He walked past her and squatted directly in front of Emma.

"Emma, are you okay?"

Emma raised 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 Emma's ankle.

Then, Ivan picked Emma up and walked out of the door.

"Ivan..." Kate's face was so pale and she looked at him incredulously.

Ivan went out with carrying Emma. He didn't turn his head, let alone to care about Kate who was sitting on the ground behind him.

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In the corridor, Joey walked directly to Ivan who was holding Emma.

Such a scene! Joey mistakenly thought he saw it wrongly.

He stretched his arm and stopped Ivan who was anxious, "Ivan, where are you going to take Emma?"

Ivan didn't want to talk to him, so he just replied briefly, "Surgical operating room."

After hearing this, Joey noticed the blood on Emma's clothes...

"What did you do to her?" Joey panicked.

"Get out of my way!" Ivan's face was cold. He yelled at Joey.

Before Joey could react, Emma had already spoken.

"Let me down!"

Emma stared at Ivan. The only temperature in her eyes disappeared after she heard Kate's words.

The tone of such an order made Ivan stunned.

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

Then, Joey reached out to Emma, trying to lift her out of Ivan's arms.

Ivan didn't say anything, but he hugged Emma tightly and refused to let her go.

The bills in Joey's hand were scattered all over the place. While looking at Emma, he had to bend over to pick them up.

Soon, Emma was lifted out of Ivan's arms.

It was just that this person was not Joey...

...

The appearance of Sean shocked everyone in place.

Joey hadn't gotten up yet. Ivan's face quickly turned pale.

However, Emma was the most surprised one.

Emma originally thought that since Sean was "scared away" by her two days ago, he would never come again. But she didn't expect...

Sean firmly hugged Emma in his arms, and said to the nurse who had rushed over behind him, "Go and call the surgeon over for consultation."

After speaking, he didn't even look at Ivan who was stunned. He hugged Emma and strode back to the ward.

After Joey reacted, he strode after Sean into the ward.

At the door, Kate walked out of the ward and saw all these.

Ivan stood alone in the corridor, and didn't move for a long time...

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In the ward, the glass shards on the floor had been swept out by the nurse.

Emma sat on the hospital bed and watched the surgeon bandage her hands and ankles.

The doctor turned to Sean and said, "Mr. Knight, Miss Powell's injury is not serious, but she bled a lot. In order not to leave scars in the future, we have adopted conservative treatment, no sutures. She doesn’t have to stay in the hospital for observation. But she’d better take some anti-inflammatory drugs by mouth to prevent wound infection."

Sean nodded.

Joey followed the doctor out to prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs. The ward was temporarily quiet.

Emma didn't know why her mood was calm at this moment. Her anger disappeared too fast, as if what happened just now was just her illusion.

She raised her head to look at Sean's perfect face. Then she said, "I have been thinking, are you the God sent by heaven to protect me?"