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.
him, but turned to look out of
layer of snow has accumulated on the edge of the window. This winter was
Aldgate and Liverpoolstreet underground stations in London? Occasionally, we would go to the restaurant when we had part-time job that
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 the dishes we liked, and work hard for the
were reflected on her face,
spoke incoherently about her past
heavy breathing, Sean still
"What happened?"
low voice was like the sound of cello, which was pleasant to
Emma was in a choked voice,
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reply, and he even
night, he was sitting in the ward and wasting time listening to a little girl's
his expensive
outside, he saw the sweats on
air conditioner in the ward, and the temperature
couldn't help but reach out to
forehead was very
for the temperature of his dry and warm palms. Because it just like she lay enfolded in Sean’s
up. The pager button was behind
his arm crossed her, Emma was
saw his
as Sean's finger touched the button, he
the same time, his neck sank, and
the pager rang through the loudspeaker in the corridor over and over again, "Ward No. 1309 is calling, ward No. 1309
away from her, Emma threw her
bitter because she hadn't had anything for two days, and her
around him wildly, and
weren't for the awkward position, Sean could completely push her
hand happened to be entangled by the
taste in his mouth, Emma was
Sean was stunned.
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