My Doting Husband

Chapter 53 Scald

The ward became quiet. Emma was a little uncomfortable.

Her heartbeat was so fast. Sean's eyes kept on her face, which made her a little afraid to look at him.

After calming down for a while, Emma sat up from the hospital bed, enduring the pain. She looked up at Sean's newly bandaged right hand, and asked, "What happened to your hand?"

"Scald." Sean's tone was faint.

Emma took a breath. Scald had been the most tormenting skin trauma since ancient times. It hurt.

Recalling that he pulled out his right hand under her, Emma couldn't even think about how painful it was...

Sean did not sit down. He just stood not far from the bed.

There was a brief silence between the two. The atmosphere was a bit weird.

Emma tried to find some topics, but her mind was blank. Facing a deserted person like Sean, she really didn't know what topic would interest him.

Before Emma found out the topic, Sean spoke first, "In the future, you'd better to stay away from Joey. If something happens, he will only make thing worse and can't help much."

"..."

Emma looked at him in surprise. She didn't understand when Sean had such a big prejudice against Joey.

Then, Sean turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing Sean was about to leave, Emma hurriedly called Sean’s name without thinking too much.

Sean turned around and looked at her.

His eyes were deep. The emotions in his eyes made Emma unable to understand.

However, she bit the bullet and asked, "Why do you show up every time when I am in danger?"

frowned and did not

it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will

at Emma. After a

out, "Did

head. He

his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the

said, "Don't call my name from now on. Call

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his

mechanical watch, which was

it was Emma who bought it for him with a

remarks that had remained unchanged for

cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he

was Emma's birthday. He

quietly on the sofa was picked up by

But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user

the phone aside, he took another

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the window to drink

seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction of the

the water cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's

sound made his heart sink

rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma, who is

the familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger

"Why don't you speak? Do you make

phone, his chest rising and

things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not

at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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