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

what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you

deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said,

She blurted out, "Did you owe me

tilted his head.

turned around and opened the door of the

and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping

was a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

it away. Because it was Emma who bought it

that had remained

cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

on the sofa

mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you dialed is turned

the phone aside, he took another cigarette

rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

himself a glass of water and stood by the window to

Then he turned and walked in the direction of

he picked

sound made his heart sink

other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

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

was still there, "Why don't you speak? Do you make a

the phone, his chest rising

the ground, including the mechanical

depression could not vent, which made him

door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess,

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