My Doting Husband

Chapter 4 She is Your Stepmother

Simon was stunned for a while, and then opened the trunk of the black Mercedes and was to take Emma's suitcase.

Emma pulled the suitcase back and turned to Joey, “Hasn’t you mother had gotten a room ready for me? I will sleep at your house tonight...”

“You are already 20 years old, do you know self-love as a girl?” Simon shouted behind her.

Emma slowly turned around, stared at Simon and said coldly, “Do you still remember that I am already 20 years old? If I remember correctly, Jessie Macey messed with you since she was less than 20 years old. Did you ever remind her of self-love?”

“You!” Simon was angry, shivering all over.

“She's your stepmother!” Simon reminded her.

Emma was too lazy to answer him. She pulled the lever of her suitcase and walked toward the taxi parked on the roadside not far away.

Before leaving, she turned around and said to Simon, “Since you know that she and I can’t get along with each other, we should not waste our energy pretending to be a dutiful daughter and a loving father. These days I am going to stay with my grandfather, and I don’t want see Jessie Macey's foul face!”

“......”

Emma lay in the guest room of Joey's house and slept until 3 PM.

Joey's mother Nadia was a gentle and virtuous woman, always with a smile.

She specially commanded the kitchen to do Emma's favorite durian crisp before she went upstairs to wake Emma up.

Emma sat in the bed, absentminded.

Nadia stood outside the door and said softly, “Emma, Kate called just now. I told her you were still asleep. Would you like to get up and call her back?”

Hearing the name of Kate, Emma irritably scratched her hair.

Even though she was irritable, she said, “I know, Nadia.”

Listening to the footsteps of Nadia downstairs, Emma climbed up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

...

At the table, Joey clutching his mouth and nose took a look at the durian crisp with disgust.

Emma pulled open the chair and sat opposite.

Only Emma and Joey sat at the table.

With a yawn, Emma took the fully charged phone over.

There are 13 missed calls.

Two of them were from her grandfather, and the other 11 were from Kate.

Joey took a shredded kelp to his bowl, squinted at Emma and asked, “Ivan called?”

Hearing that, Emma's face darkened. She shook her head and said, “We broke up, you know...”

Joey clapped the chopsticks on the table and looked angry.

“Son of bitch! In Britain, if it hadn't been for you, he might not even finish school now! Now he dumped you and approached Kate? You almost lost your life for him, were you silly or not?!”

Emma looked at Joey with a gloomy face and say, “What can I do? Hold his thighs and beg him to come back to me?”

Emma asked and Joey was speechless.

He knew that Emma would never do that. That was not her character.

Nadia took the chicken soup out of the kitchen and brought it to Emma. “Emma,” she said with a smile, “I haven't seen you for three years. How did you lose so much weight? In my memory, you are still that chubby little girl. You had been alone abroad these year, you must have suffered a lot.”

Emma laughed and acted coquettishly, “Nadia, I have lost weight.”

Nadia gave a smile.

Joey stood up, stared at Emma and said, “You lied!”

As Emma glared at him, Joey turned and walked toward the bathroom, in slippers.

For their behavior, Nadia had already been used to it.

She then thought of something. Looking at Emma, who was stuffing the durian crisp into her mouth, she asked, “By the way, why didn't Kate come? Haven't you three always been together?”

...

That was exactly like what Nadia said.

Once Emma, Joey, Kate was like a triangle being together.

Emma and Joey had been playing together almost since they were babies.

Kate came when Emma was 14.

It was not accidental to know Kate. Strictly speaking, Emma called her “Aunt”.

When Emma was 13 years old, her mother Emily Brown had a car accident and died before she could be taken to hospital.

At the age of 14, her father married a 20-year-old woman who cause no peace to the family.

The 20-year-old girl was Kate’s sister, Jessie. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

In the face of a stepmother only six years older than her, Emma naturally did not have a good impression.

After a fight with Jessie, her father took Jessie out of the old house.

And Kate was in the middle of reconciliation.

Kate's temperament had been recognized by the elders, especially Emma's grandfather.

Even Emma gradually put down her prejudice seeing that she was gentle.

But then...

Taking back her thoughts, Emma looked at Nadia and said with a smile, “Maybe she's busy...”

Nadia did not ask much but urged Emma to drink chicken soup, and then she got up elegantly and walked toward the kitchen......

...

Emma lay on the sofa, biting an apple, constantly changing the TV channels.

As the music was playing loudly, Joey sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the sofa, shouting, “Fuck him! Push the tower!” He was playing the game.

Emma's phone rang.

She reached out her hand to grab the mobile phone. Seeing the calling number, she sat up from the sofa.

Joey looked up and asked, “What's wrong? You look as if you had seen a ghost.”

Emma gave a pale face and whispered, “My grandfather......”

When it came to Grandfather of Emma, let alone Emma, even Joey was afraid.

He was a senior officer in the army and beat them a lot when they were young.

Both Emma and Joey got beat by his belt, which was ruthless.

Holding the notebook, Joey went back to his bedroom. He was in the game and did not want to turn off the exciting background music.

Emma sat up straight and took a deep breath before pressing the answer.

“Hello, Grandpa ~”

Emma tried her best to make her voice sound good.