My Doting Husband novel Chapter 38

She tried to push Sean away, but it didn't work. Sean stopped kissing her, but hugged her up and pressed her directly on the big bed.

The slight rubbing sound of the quilt and clothing on the bed made Emma nervous.

"You look forward to my return every day, isn't it just for this?"

The contempt in Sean's tone made Emma disgusted. But what he said seemed to be right. Didn't she wait for him to go back every day?

Sean's slender fingers pinched her jaw tightly. It was a little hurt.

Emma wanted to turn her head, but couldn't escape his restraint. She felt something on her lips again. Sean's slightly cool lips pressed against her lips again.

Her lips and teeth were pried opened. A faint smell of wine filled in.

At this moment, Emma realized that Sean had drunk.

In the darkness, Sean's eyes were deep and bright, but it couldn't see the slightest lust.

He kept staring at Emma's eyes. Some tears were filled in her eyes.

"Want to cry? Where was your courage when you asked a man out just now?" Sean's voice sounded.

Emma didn't know what he was talking about. But she knew to glare at him, "It's my own business. but what do you mean now? You’re still my elder!"

Sean's actions paused.

Emma pushed him away and sat up on the big bed.

The door was knocked from the outside. Winnie realized that something was going wrong, and her voice also sounded outside the door, "Emma? Are you okay?"

Without Emma's response, the knock on the door outside became even heavier...

The shame in Emma's eyes was seen by Sean. He didn’t know why his mood was suddenly bad. An indescribable sense of frustration rose from the bottom of his heart.

Opening the door of the suite, Emma rushed out.

Regardless of the surprised look of Winnie behind her, she just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

...

Emma's coat was still in the hotel. The wind was blowing outside and went through Emma's knitted sweater. It was biting cold.

At the hotel's gate, Emma shivered and stopped a taxi.

The door of the car was just opened by her, but it was closed again by a hand suddenly stretched out behind her.

The driver turned around, "Are you still going to take a taxi?"

"No, thank you!" Sean's voice sounded from behind her. Emma turned around...

She wanted to cry. She smashed the bag in her hand on Sean, tears falling on the back of her hand, "You just came to see me embarrassed today, right? You know it is me, but you came to the appointment on purpose..."

Sean did not speak, but hugged her in his arms and walked towards his car.

...

Along the way, the car inside was unusually quiet.

Sean was expressionless. He silently smoked three cigarettes in a row. Emma leaned her head against the car window and said nothing.

The scenery outside the window was rapidly retreating. Emma's mind was already in a mess.

In her mind, it was all Sean's calm face when he kissed her. His eyes were too cold, which made her feel uncomfortable. If he really only wanted to scare her, it could say that he did it. But why was there some loss in her heart besides anger?

After a while, Sean put out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray at hand, without looking at her. He was staring at the road ahead without squinting, "Since you’re afraid, don't do this stupid thing again."