My Doting Husband novel Chapter 2

The man's iron gray shirt collar was tidy and it was a black overcoat outside.

His hair was neatly trimmed behind his ears, and his shoulders were wide.

All she could see in the rearview mirror was the man's deep eyebrows and eyes.

Emma had to admit that such a pair of eyes was really very good-looking.

And he was even more good-looking than Ivan.

But back in Britain, Ivan was known as the most handsome student...

Thinking of Ivan, Emma's eyes got a layer of fog.

Being three years abroad together, the scene occurred to her mind.

Ivan, who had been so careful to hug and kiss her, now turned out to be like this.

Emma glanced out of the window.

The lampposts were moving backwards, fast, like her memories.

For a moment, she even regretted it.

If she had followed Ivan back home a year ago, would this have happened?

She had just pretended to be tough, now, suddenly she quieted down.

Emma got emotional. Although her eyes was wide open, she felt sour in heart......

Sean withdrew his view from the rearview mirror.

He bowed his head and turned on the lighter.

In a twinkling of an eye, there was already a cigarette between his fingers on the steering wheel.

...

Emma leaned on the back seat and had a short dream.

She didn't wake up until she felt cold all over.

When she was fully awake, she realized that the car had stopped by the side of the road.

The driver had long since disappeared.

Emma rubbed her eyes and looked out of the car.

Though she was not familiar with the place, she could see by the scattered lights that she was in the center of the city.

With a yawn, Emma stretched out her hand to push the door.

But it didn't open.

By trying few times, the door still did not open.

Emma was anxious.

She was locked in the car by the man...

Emma forcefully patted the window a few times, but it was of no avail.

At one o'clock in the morning, the snow was so heavy that there was hardly a passer-by to be seen.

Emma got frustrated. After being impulsive, she felt it terrible.

She got into a strange man's car, in case it was a bad guy...

At the thought of this, Emma shuddered.

In a hurry, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, only to find that the battery was less than 1% and it was turning off automatically.

Emma was more and more afraid, recalling those deep eyes of the man in the rearview mirror.

At this moment, she felt it ferocious.

Why did he take her if he had something urgent to do?!

Since he was getting off, why didn't he wake her up but locked her in the car?!