My Doting Husband

Chapter 27 Do You Want to Date with Me?

Hearing what Emma said, Sean was taken aback first, and then said expressionlessly, "No, you are the troublemaker sent by the God to torture me."

Emma laughed. She had never thought that Sean, who had a serious face, would actually joke with her.

...

In the corridor.

Ivan and Kate were sitting in the rest area.

Neither of them looked gloomy, and never said a word from beginning to end.

The wound on Kate's palm had been treated. It didn’t bleed now. A thin layer of medical gauze was wrapped around her palm.

Sean came out of the ward with holding Emma in his arms. He passed the two persons without looking at them at all.

Ivan got up suddenly, causing Kate to look sideways.

Emma leaned in Sean's arms and let him hold her quietly.

Sean had a unique breath on himself, mixed with a faint tobacco fragrance, which was different from Ivan's refreshing taste, but it made Emma feel very reassuring.

Emma closed his eyes, leaned her head on Sean's chest, and completely ignored Ivan and Kate.

Ivan withdrew his gaze until Sean and Emma disappeared from his sight.

Kate on the side finally couldn't sit still a bit. She picked up her handbag and walked to the stairwell.

Behind the door, she deliberately stayed for a while, thinking that Ivan would catch up, but she didn't expect that there were no footsteps after a long time.

In front of the hospital's parking lot, Sean opened the car door and bent down to put Emma in.

Before Joey walked out of the gate of the hospital, Sean had already started the car.

Emma glanced at the entrance of the hospital, then turned to ask him, "Where are you taking me? Joey hasn't come out yet."

Sean focused on the way ahead with no expression on his face, "You can't live in the hotel alone now."

Hearing this, Emma panicked, "Then where are we going? You can't send me back to my grandfather, right? If he sees my injuries, how can I explain it to him?"

Sean glanced at her faintly in the rearview mirror, "Near CJ Apartment, I have a villa there. No one is there. You can live there for the time being. There is a nanny to take care of you. Your dog is also there. I don’t go back often..."

Emma finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But after a while, she felt that something was wrong again. She looked at him with her big eyes, "Why are you so good to me? Do you want to date with me?"

Sean was speechless.

Before he spoke, Emma lowered her head to examine herself first, and said, "I really can't find any good points in me. I guess your taste is not so..."

After speaking, Emma leaned on the seat listlessly.

Sean smiled...

"Holy crap! Where are they?"

Joey stood in the empty ward with a pile of medicine in his hand.

He didn't put down the medicine until the phone in the pocket of his coat rang. He took the phone out.

The screen of the phone lit up. It was a message from Emma.

He opened the unlock button, but the content pissed him off.

“Send the medicine to No. 45, CJ Villa. Come by yourself.”

He replied, “Damn it!”

After speaking, he left the ward angrily.

But after a while, he turned back again, picked up all the medicine on the bed, and muttered to himself, "Damn it!"

...

The black Bentley parked smoothly. The traffic jam on the road had been more than half an hour.

Sean turned back to see Emma who was sleeping soundly. She was a little thinner, but she was still beautiful. Her long eyelashes were hanging down. A few strands of hair on her fair face raised and fell with her even breathing.

His gaze fell on her neckline. Her blue wide-necked sweater revealed her delicate collarbone and her cleavage. It was not sexy, not charming, but it also made him unable to look away.

In the airtight car, the faint scent of Emma was in the air. Sean forced himself to turn his head and stop looking at her...

He used Emma's phone to send a message to Joey. But the reply he got was "Damn it!"

Looking back at sleeping Emma again, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees before he took out his cell phone and called Edward.

"Send some medicine for trauma to CJ Villa." Sean calmly said to the phone.

Edward on the other end of the phone was obviously surprised. He asked anxiously, "Bro, are you injured? Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"Don't ask so much. Just send it over."

After speaking, Sean hung up the phone, not giving Edward a chance to ask more.

...

Emma was awakened by a ringing tone of the mobile phone.

When she opened her eyes, Sean was answering the phone.

Leaning in the car seat, she secretly looked at his side face.

Sean was also good-looking, but he was different from Ivan. Ivan was the kind of person who was born without a sense of distance. He was gentle. Others all felt it was easy to get along with him. Sean was not. He was handsome, but the feeling he gave others was that he was not easy to get along with.

Emma looked at him attentively, while Sean suddenly turned his head. Emma was shocked and didn't know where she should look at.

They looked into each other’s eyes. Emma's heartbeat was fast, which was chaotic and irregular.

It wasn't until Sean hung up the phone that Emma deliberately moved her body and pretended to see the road conditions ahead.

"I woke you up?" Sean's voice was low and steady.

"No, I’m hungry..." Emma lied.

Sean started the car, controlled the direction with his left hand, placed his right hand on the gear, and said faintly, "I have let the nanny prepare some porridge for you. But other than it, you can't eat anything..."

He added, "This is the doctor's order."

Emma was speechless and did not dare to refute.

She didn't know why she was restless along the way.

She wanted to turn her head to look at Sean, but she dared not. Besides, she didn’t know the reasons.

Sean's car and Edward's car arrived almost at the same time.

Edward closed the door and strode towards Sean's black Bentley. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

When he approached the car, he noticed that there was a person sitting in the passenger seat.

He stopped, bent over and waved to Sean.

Sean parked his car into the parking space before opening the car door.

Edward did not step forward.

Sean walked to the position of passenger seat and hugged Emma out. Now, Edward curiously put his gaze on Emma's face.

In Edward's eyes, Emma was in her early twenties. Undoubtedly, she was very beautiful, especially her eyes, which were clean, free of impurities and simply pleasing to the eye. Looking at the white bandages on her wrists and ankles, Edward knew that it was not Sean who was injured.