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?"

and did

to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die.

a long time, he calmly said,

blurted out, "Did you owe me

head.

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door

his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

watch, which was no longer

Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

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

birthday.

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up by

in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt

the phone aside, he took another cigarette and put

was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

sofa, he poured himself a glass of water

he turned and walked in the

coffee table, he picked up the landline phone

made his heart sink slowly.

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

mixed. His anger

"Why don't you speak? Do you make

the phone, his chest rising

all the things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him

door of the living room, gradually pulling his

wall. Then

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