My Doting Husband
Chapter 22 Don't Turn on the Lights
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When Sean arrived at the hospital, it was already around 11 o'clock at night.
The light was off in the ward, it was pitch-dark. The nurse stood in front of the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Sean coming.
Sean didn't say anything, and opened the door of the ward with a chill.
Emma sat on the hospital bed with her knees folded, and tilted her head downwards in the darkness. No one could see her facial expression.
"Didn’t I say you are not allowed to enter the ward?" Emma's voice was a little nasal.
Sean's footsteps receded, and after a while he walked towards the light switch.
"Don't turn on the light. As I said, I don't need someone to take care of me. Can you leave me alone?" Emma said, in a low voice.
Sean’s hand was paused on the switch. He turned around and looked at the figure on the hospital bed.
Sean pulled the chair and sat down beside the hospital bed, with the light from the street lamp outside.
"It's me……"
He said in a low voice. But Emma, whose mind was in turmoil, instantly felt calm.
Emma raised her head. In the dark, her skin still looked fairy with sharp bright and beautiful eyes. Nobody couldn't tell if she had cried secretly.
"You didn’t plan to come, did you?" Emma asked emotionally, without her pride and bossy.
In fact, Emma has called him three times. It was not because he didn't see it, it was because he didn't even want to answer it.
He thought what he did was enough for the girl.
Being relied on could be a burden for a cold fish.
Sean has already paid medical expenses and hired a nursing assistant for her. He had no reason to stay here anymore, especially when he had to face such an immature and self-willed girl.
Sean sat in front of the hospital bed and didn’t say anything, only the slight rubbing sound of his coat when he moved.
looked at him, but turned
of snow has accumulated on the edge of the window. This winter
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pain, but she didn't bother to pay attention to it, "I used to think there was a home where there was with him. It belonged only to the two of us, no matter where we were. We cooked
lowered her long eyelashes which were reflected on her
spoke incoherently about her past with Ivan, Sean listened
heavy breathing,
"What happened?"
cello, which
in a choked voice,
...
he even
ward and wasting time listening to
his sitting position, his legs still crossed gracefully. Half of his expensive watch was exposed on his wrist on
the light outside, he saw the sweats on
conditioner in
but reach out to
forehead was
she was greedy for the temperature of his dry and warm palms. Because it just like she lay enfolded in Sean’s arms when she fell asleep in
up. The pager button
his arm crossed her, Emma was
and saw his neat and
Sean's finger touched
neck sank, and Emma was already entangled with
loudspeaker in the corridor over and over again, "Ward No. 1309 is calling, ward
from her, Emma threw her
was slightly bitter because she hadn't had anything for two
around him wildly,
it weren't for the awkward position,
be entangled by the
taste in his mouth, Emma
Sean was stunned.
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