My Doting Husband

Chapter 42 New Love

"Yeah, if I remember correctly, half a month ago, you were still crying in the UK, right? In a blink of an eye, do you have a new love?"

Hearing what Winnie said, Emma's action of stuffing popcorn into her mouth stopped. She blinked her big eyes, "What new love?"

Winnie smiled secretly, leaned over, and asked, "Tell me, are you dating with that great guy who appeared in the hotel that day?"

"What are you talking about?" Emma stuffed the popcorn bucket into Winnie's arms, feeling a little guilty.

Winnie glanced at Emma from the corner of her eyes, pretending to inadvertently say, "If not, why are you blushing?"

Emma snatched Winnie's handbag, took out the makeup mirror from the inside, and looked down at herself in the mirror.

Sure enough, Winnie was right. She was blushing.

Winnie patted Emma's shoulder, "Emma, don't struggle. I think you just like him. I can see it from your eyes, but I have to say that that guy is really awesome... "

Emma waved away Winnie's hand. She didn't dare to look into Winnie's eyes. She said without confidence, "How it possible! Do I fall in love with him? He is so old. He pulls a long face every day and don’t allow me to do a lot of things. When he is upset, he kicks me out. What do I see in him?"

Seeing Emma look like this, Winnie shrugged. The answer was self-evident.

After a while, Joey called and said that he had made an appointment with a few friends, asking Emma if she wanted to go there and had fun together.

Emma glanced at the playing time of the next movie, got up from the sofa in the lounge area, and took Winnie straight to Mingdu International Club.

...

The arrival of Emma and Winnie definitely made the eyes of Joey's friends lit up.

Emma looked so gorgeous. Winnie's sexy fur had also attracted the attention of many people.

Joey was a little proud in front of his friends. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Winnie was good at socializing. After a while, she was talking with Joey's friends. She covered her mouth with her beautiful fingernails and looked surprisedly at the man talking in front of her, "What a coincidence! I’ve been to Norway some time ago. It’s great..."

Compared to Winnie, who was good at socializing, Emma was much quieter.

She sat in the corner alone. Her hair covered half of her face, and her mind was in a mess.

Joey walked over, sat down next to Emma, with a beer in his hand. He pointed to Winnie who was having fun with his friends, and said, "Your friend is good. After coming in for a while, she completely steals your thunder. Come on, look up. Emma is so beautiful. Where did she lose?"

Emma dodged Joey's hand which reached out to lift her chin, "Enough! I'm in a bad mood."

Joey frowned, put the beer aside, and asked with concern, "What's the matter? Kate came to trouble you again?"

Emma shook her head, "No."

"Is that Ivan?" Joey asked again.

"No... Stop asking me." Emma was a little upset.

Joey was sitting on the sofa by the side. Winnie's chuckle came from over there. She was putting her elbows on a man's shoulder, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of flirting.

Emma stretched out her hand to touch Joey's arm. Joey retracted his gaze and looked back at her.

"Joey, if you always think about a person, will it prove that you already fall in love with that person?"

"What! Don’t scare me?!" Joey suddenly yelled, causing the surrounding buddies to look at him.

Emma glared at him, "Don't make a fuss. Just make an example..."

Joey held Emma's wrist. His face was pale, but he looked so serious, "Emma, you have only returned for a few days. Who is that man?"

Being forced so tightly by Joey, Emma suddenly felt a little guilty, pointed at Winnie casually, and said in a low voice, "I'm talking about Winnie. Why are you so excited?"

Joey was finally relieved when he heard this.

Seeing Joey relax his vigilance, Emma quickly found an excuse to go to the bathroom and left the private room.

...

In the corridor, it played the light music. Compared with the private room, there was less noise and a bit more tranquility.

Emma lingered in the bathroom for a while, washed her face with cold water, and cooled it down before coming out.

As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she was caught by a figure in front of her.

Jessie dressed up beautifully and appeared at the door of the private room not far away, facing the makeup mirror with applying the lipstick.

As Jessie put away the lipstick, a man suddenly entered in Emma's sight, causing her heart to shrink slightly.

Today, Sean was exceptionally handsome, wearing an iron-gray suit with a dark blue shirt and a narrow silver-gray tie, but it looked somewhat formal in this kind of occasion.

He smiled at Jessie, opened the door for her, and then followed her into the private room.

Emma thought of the smile Sean had just smiled at Jessie. She felt a little disgusted.

He smiled so naturally at Jessie, but pulled a long face to her. How much did he hate her?

Emma turned around angrily. Accidentally, she ran into a tall woman.

The woman's foot was stepped on by Emma. She couldn't help but yell, "Are you blind?"

Emma hurriedly let go of the woman's foot. She finally stood firmly with the help of the wall. Just when she wanted to apologize, she saw the woman’s face.

The moment their eyes met, the woman laughed first, "Isn't this the little girl from the Powell family? Didn't you go abroad? Why did you come back again?"

The woman who spoke was called Taylor, a university classmate of Jessie.

Once, when Emma and Jessie fought, she happened to be there.

Emma's face didn't look well. She didn't want to talk nonsense with Taylor. So Emma walked past her.

Taylor grabbed Emma's wrist. Emma was thin and could not bear the strength of Taylor, so she was pulled back by Taylor.

Emma just came out to the bathroom. She was only wearing a thin, wide-necked sweater. When she was pulled by Taylor, her shoulder straps were exposed.

"What do you want to do?" Emma glared at her.

Emma didn't want to be entangled with Taylor here. When it came to fighting, Emma had never been afraid of anyone since she was a child. She just didn't want to fight here.