My Doting Husband

Chapter 32 Can’t I Send the Message to You, Uncle?

But in the end, she didn't receive any text messages.

Just like that, until two o'clock in the morning, she still didn't feel sleepy at all.

She drank the hot milk and ate the apples. She also got up and drank a big pot of honey lemon tea. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

After finally getting to 3 o'clock, the sleepiness just came up a little bit, and then she started to run to the toilet endlessly, because she drank too much water...

In the end, she couldn't stand it anymore. So she fell asleep on the bed holding the phone.

...

When Sean came back, Flora woke up.

Flora came out of the room in her pajamas. Smelling the whisky on Sean's breath, she hurried to the kitchen to help make sober tea.

Pauline helped Sean, who was slightly drunk, into the sofa, and was about to leave.

Before she left, she saw a rubber band for a woman to tie her hair on the coffee table.

She got up and looked at the ordinary black rubber band.

If the woman's stuff appeared in a seaside villa, Pauline was not surprised. After all, Sean's mother and his fiancée, Rachel, would go there from time to time. But the stuff appeared here...

She couldn't help but look up to the second floor.

Sure enough, the light in one room was on...

After drinking sober tea, Sean got up and walked to the second floor.

Pauline had already left. Only Flora quietly cleaned up the tea cup in the living room.

Sean put his one hand into his pocket. When he passed by Emma's door, he didn't make any stops.

After returning to his room, he went directly to the bathroom.

He took a shower and then went out with a dark bath towel.

When he came out of the bathroom, it was already dawn.

When he walked to the window, he bowed his head and lit a cigarette. The white smoke filled in the surrounding air.

Sean picked up the phone and looked down at the time. It was at 5:35 a.m.

Just when he was about to throw the phone back on the bed, he suddenly remembered something. He opened the keypad lock again.

The slender fingers tapped flexibly on the screen. Soon, a text message that had been read came into his eyes.

“I can’t send text messages to you if I have no matters, Uncle?”

He smiled. He didn’t feel any uncomfortable when he was called uncle by her. He could even imagine her demeanor when sending this text message. She must be a little angry. But who provoked her again?

The light at the door was still on. Sean put on his leisure wear, opened the door and walked out.

Emma's door was ajar. It should be left by Nunu when he squeezed in.

Standing at the door, Sean didn't have to work hard but could see the view of the situation inside.

Emma lay on the big black-and-white bed, revealing her two beautiful legs. One foot was in the quilt, and the other was outside the bed. She was wearing his thin household sweater. The wide hem just covered her sexy buttocks. The thick seaweed-like hair spread on one side of her shoulders. There was some sweat on her tall bridge of the nose. Her fair face made her lips more beautiful... …

Sean stretched out his hand to close the door, but when his finger touched the doorknob, Emma's phone happened to slip off the big bed and fell to the ground.

He walked in, picked up the phone from the carpet and put it back to her pillow. Accidentally, he touched the phone screen and it turned on.

An unsent text message which hadn’t finished edited came into his eyes. It was his name in the sender column.

Sean picked up the phone slowly.

“You don’t reply to me! Leave me alone here! I hate you, hate you...”

Putting his eyes on her face, Sean suddenly smiled, as if his heart was being gently brushed by something. This kind of emotion came fast, and also walked fast. It was so fast that he couldn't even feel it himself.

Putting down the phone, he got up to turn off the light.

Nunu lying on the carpet felt a slight dissatisfaction with the footsteps.

Nunu raised his head and glanced at Sean. After a few seconds of slow reaction, he put his head on the ground again and continued to sleep...

Early in the morning, Emma was woken up by an oversized butt.

Nunu sat on Emma's chest with his big furry tail swept back and forth on Emma's face.

Emma pushed him down, but he came up again.

After so many times, Emma was annoyed. She pressed his head directly on pillow, as if she would make him suffocate.

Nunu yelled until he alarmed Flora downstairs...

Flora couldn't understand why Emma and Nunu got along with each other with such a way.

However, for the safety of Nunu, she still took Nunu out. Before leaving, she did not forget to ask Emma, "Mr. Knight has already gotten up. Will you eat breakfast with him?"

Emma, who was angry, directly covered her head with the quilt to express her dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Emma didn't answer, Flora had no choice but to take Nunu downstairs. She did not forget to gently close the door before leaving.

When Emma realized what Flora said, it was already five minutes later.

She abruptly sat up from the bed, scratched her head, and said to herself, "She just said...Sean is back?"

After muttering, she lifted the quilt and got up from the bed without delay for a minute.

Brush her teeth, wash her face, change the clothes. All the actions were all in one go.

When she put her hand on the doorknob, she reacted. Why was she so excited about his coming back?

...

When Emma went downstairs, Sean was already sitting at the dining table for breakfast.

Standing on the stairs, she stopped for a while, squinting at him.

Sean wore a smoky gray home pullover with home pants of the same color underneath. He looked down with a newspaper in his right hand, and a coffee cup was in his right hand. After taking a sip of coffee, he put down the newspaper. He just saw Emma standing on the stairs when he looked up.

Sean turned and looked at Flora behind him. "Prepare some breakfast..."

"Okay." Flora nodded and turned to the kitchen.

Emma walked in front of Sean, stammered, "Good, good morning."

Sean glanced at the time on his wrist and looked up at her, "It's not early..."

Emma blushed. She hadn’t seen him for a few days, but why she became nervous for no reason?

Pulling the chair opposite Sean, Emma sat down and looked up at him, only to find that he had already looked away and started to eat breakfast gracefully.

Emma felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little weird. But she didn’t know the reason.

She found a topic, "You... came back last night?"

Sean looked up at her. Suddenly being stared at by Sean, Emma didn't even know where to put her hand.

"Yes, it was almost dawn when I came back."