My Doting Husband

Chapter 20 Got to the point

Sean didn't even raise his eyelids, and said, "Get to the point."

Herman was blue in the face, "you've only been the president for a few days, but you’ve already put on airs!"

Sean didn't say a word, and ate slowly.

Herman frowned, "I introduced a girl to Colin’s second son who was divorced. You know about this, don’t you? They are going to have a baby soon. Shouldn't you plan to marry Rachel?"

Sean picked up a piece of broccoli, but did not bring it to his mouth, and raised his head.

"If you didn't tell me, I really didn't know. When did you start to be a pander?"

Hardly had Sean’s voice faded away, did Herman put his bowl and chopsticks on the table heavily, "how can you talk to me like this?!"

Sean kept a poker face, he withdrew his own, and leaned on the backrest.

Belle glanced at his son who didn’t feel like to eat anything, and quickly turned around to comfort Herman.

"Herman, talk nicely, we can talk about that after dinner."

"Who is really hard to talk to, he or I?!" Herman pointed at Sean and said angrily.

Belle couldn't say a word when he was yelled at her.

Sean got up and wanted to leave, but he was stopped by Herman, "I haven't finished speaking, stop there!"

Sean stopped, but he did not turn around. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Looking angrily at his son’s back, Herman suppressed his emotions and said, “You are 31 years old. Rachel has been with you since she was a child. She is 28 years old now, but you think about your own career only. Shouldn't you think about her? Why are you always putting off getting married with her?"

Sean turned around, frowning.

Herman stood up from the dining table and glared at him, "Don't forget, had it not been for Rachel to save your life, I am afraid that you would have died on the operating table long ago, and you would never have a chance to be alive today!"

"That's it? Then I have a question. If the donor was a man, would you also force me to marry him as soon as possible?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Herman held the celadon bowl, and then threw at him. Sean lowered his head, watching the bowl shattering at his feet. His arm hurt.

Herman pointed at him and said furiously, "a filthy mouth will not utter decent language!"

Belle hurriedly stood up. Not only did she feel sorry for her son, but she was also afraid that Herman could not control his temper. She persuaded Herman, "Sean and Rachel have been in a good relationship. Why did you talk about that suddenly? Besides, Sean didn't say he wouldn’t marry. It's just that he has been busy with work recently..."

Herman was blue in the face, "Is he busy? Busy for what! I know clearly about the company. I have raised him for more than 30 years. Don't think I don't know he is a playboy!"

Belle was speechless.

Charles, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke with a loud voice, "don't always bully my grandson. Let me tell you - you were inferior to him when you were young."

"Dad……"

When the 93-year-old man spoke, Herman could only stare blankly with a long face.

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In the Central Hospital.

Emma was lying on the bed alone. She was so hungry that she was panicked and anxious.

The nursing worker came back with her dinner, fearing that Emma would feel even worse when she saw it, she hid in the corridor to have it.

Joey has already gone back home. Before leaving, he promised Emma that he would not tell her parents about she was ill in hospital, for fear that he couldn’t keep the secret.

Emma raised her head and glanced at the electronic clock on the wall. It was eight past five in the evening.

She slept a lot during the day, so she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She picked up her phone.

Even though she updated WeChat moments and mircoblog, she still felt bored

Finally she opened the address book, but she didn't know who to call.

Her eyes fixed on a string of numbers that she has already kept in mind. Ivan was the most familiar name to her.

She wanted to dial his number with her fair and slim finger several times, but finally held back.

Now that Ivan didn’t belong to her anymore, what should she say if she called him...

At the door, she heard someone was turning the doorknob, and then pushed the door open.

Emma tucked her cell phone under the pillow, turned her back to the person, and said, "Nurse, I'm used to sleeping alone and I don't need nursing care. You can go back. I will call a nurse if something happens."

The sound of footsteps behind her stopped.

After a long time, the person behind her said, "it's me..."

Emma suddenly turned around...

Sean came out of the riverside villa, the night has fallen.

The driver Jacob drove the Bentley out of the garage slowly and stopped steadily beside him.

Jacob got off the car and opened the door of the back seat, "Sean, get in the car please."

Sean took a cigarette and lit it with his head down.

After raising his head, he glanced at the chauffeur, "give me the key. I will drive it back by myself."

The chauffeur nodded and gave way to him.

...

He drove out of the villa, then the door slowly closed.

Sean controlled the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the phone with the other.

There were 3 missed calls on the phone, all of which came from the same person.

He squinted his eyes, put the phone back in place, and smoked another cigarette.

The reflection outside the car window countermarched. Sean was distracted.

In his messy thoughts, it was the scene that happened in the hospital last night. As if Emma’s lips were still rubbing against his lips.

The scene was virtual but real, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch it, thought he was still holding the cigarette.

Suddenly, the scene came into his view, Sean jammed on the brakes.

The taxi in front of him was moved forward by his car, then stopped.

The taxi driver turned off the engine, pushed the door and got off. He stood at the rear of his car, watching the place where the two cars crashed.

Imported Bentley Mulsanne was obviously expensive.

The taxi driver wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Sean should take full responsibility, otherwise he couldn't afford it.

Sean didn't get off, and watched the taxi driver walk over towards him calmly.

After opening the car window, the taxi driver bent over and asked with a smile, "Mr. Knight, do you want to make the insurance claim?"

Sean felt irritable suddenly, he turned around and took his wallet. He took out a pile of cash in it and handed the money from the car window without looking at the driver. He said indifferently, "no!"

The taxi driver picked up the money without saying anything. He recognized Sean because he has appeared on the news many times.

In the blink of an eye, Sean's car had passed by him.

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In the hospital, Simon has just caught a chill. Emma looked at his face in a daze.

Simon was in a hurry, with scattered snowflakes on his head and shoulders.

In the past few years, Simon hadn't changed much. He was even more elegant just as a successful man.