My Doting Husband

Chapter 2 Be Locked

The man's iron gray shirt collar was tidy and it was a black overcoat outside.

His hair was neatly trimmed behind his ears, and his shoulders were wide.

All she could see in the rearview mirror was the man's deep eyebrows and eyes.

Emma had to admit that such a pair of eyes was really very good-looking.

And he was even more good-looking than Ivan.

But back in Britain, Ivan was known as the most handsome student...

Thinking of Ivan, Emma's eyes got a layer of fog.

Being three years abroad together, the scene occurred to her mind.

Ivan, who had been so careful to hug and kiss her, now turned out to be like this.

Emma glanced out of the window.

The lampposts were moving backwards, fast, like her memories.

For a moment, she even regretted it.

If she had followed Ivan back home a year ago, would this have happened?

She had just pretended to be tough, now, suddenly she quieted down.

Emma got emotional. Although her eyes was wide open, she felt sour in heart......

Sean withdrew his view from the rearview mirror.

He bowed his head and turned on the lighter.

In a twinkling of an eye, there was already a cigarette between his fingers on the steering wheel.

...

Emma leaned on the back seat and had a short dream.

She didn't wake up until she felt cold all over.

When she was fully awake, she realized that the car had stopped by the side of the road.

The driver had long since disappeared.

Emma rubbed her eyes and looked out of the car.

Though she was not familiar with the place, she could see by the scattered lights that she was in the center of the city.

With a yawn, Emma stretched out her hand to push the door.

But it didn't open.

By trying few times, the door still did not open.

Emma was anxious.

She was locked in the car by the man...

Emma forcefully patted the window a few times, but it was of no avail.

At one o'clock in the morning, the snow was so heavy that there was hardly a passer-by to be seen.

Emma got frustrated. After being impulsive, she felt it terrible. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She got into a strange man's car, in case it was a bad guy...

At the thought of this, Emma shuddered.

In a hurry, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, only to find that the battery was less than 1% and it was turning off automatically.

Emma was more and more afraid, recalling those deep eyes of the man in the rearview mirror.

At this moment, she felt it ferocious.

Why did he take her if he had something urgent to do?!

Since he was getting off, why didn't he wake her up but locked her in the car?!

Emma's cold sweat was already running down.

She shook the phone hard and tried to restart it.

At the moment the screen lit up, Emma wanted to cry.

She first thought of Ivan, but in the middle of the dial, she stopped.

Soon, she thought of Joey...

Joey was her friend and they grew up in a big yard.

Judging by the name alone, people would think it was a girl.

But on the contrary, he was a big boy, six feet tall. In his own words: The first handsome guy in the universe...

The call was soon put through.

Before Emma could say a word, Joey was scolding.

“Emma, did you damage your brain? Can't find your way home after years abroad? It is snowing and I had been fucking waiting for you for two hours My mouth is fucking freezing!”

Emma had no time to listen to him, so she said directly, “Joey, listen to me, my mobile phone will

die soon...I don't know where I am, I think I've been kidnapped...”

In the middle of her sentence, the phone screen became dark......

A slight vibration indicated that the phone had automatically turned off.

Emma was anxious and got cold sweat, again and again she tried to restart the phone.

But the phone no longer had response.

Emma was deflated. She threw the mobile phone to one side, holding her forehead. She did not know what Joey had heard.

...

Fortunately, though, in less than half an hour, Joey was in her sights.

Joey in a red down jacket was unusually conspicuous. The hair kept its strands even after two hours in the north wind.

Joey came more than alone, followed by two policemen.

When Joey's eyes turned to the black Bentley, Emma banged on the window, afraid he wouldn't notice her.

Joey ran over with long legs, bent down, with his back hooked, looking down at Emma in the car with a look of embarrassment on her face.

He scolded with a smile, “Son of bitch, I was scared out of shit. I thought you were raped and got murdered. So you just got locked in the car, and you called it kidnapping?!”

Emma said, “Try to get me out. I'm smothered to death...”

“......”

The situation was like what Emma said, so Joey turned to the two police behind.

He straightened waist and said to the police, “Officers, my friend is locked in the car, can you check the contact way of the car owner and get him to open the door? Or she will die!”

The police agreed with Joey. After all, that living people had been suffocated to death in cars happened.

But the problem was that the imported Bentley was actually a new car with no license. How do they get the owner's contact information?

The police felt it difficult to deal with. He shouted loudly at Emma in the car, “Miss, do you know the owner? Do you have his number?”

Emma was stunned.

She did not have a stranger’s number.

If she stayed longer in the sealed car, she might indeed be suffocated.

Emma shook his head, the police did not know what to do and he said to Joey, “It is difficult to deal with it. This car is a new car, maybe it doesn’t even have insurance. If we emphatically break the glass and it isn’t kidnapping case, who will be responsible for the loss?”

Joey's eyes almost turned red. He shouted at the policeman behind him, “She is about to die, and you are still talking to me about losses?!”

The police look awkward, but they really did not dare to smash a brand-new Bentley.

“Fine, if you don't smash it, I will smash it, but you at least witness that I don't deliberately damage the car, I am just trying to save a person!”

The two policemen nodded and neither of them stopped him.