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 not

it’s

Emma. After a long

out, "Did you

his head.

Sean turned around

said, "Don't call my name from now

On New Year's Eve.

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

was a cheap mechanical watch, which

Emma who bought

had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside

a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and

was Emma's birthday.

quietly on the sofa was

phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you

phone aside, he took another cigarette

was rising. Large fireworks

he poured himself a glass

something. Then he turned and

table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's cell phone

sound made his heart sink slowly. As

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

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became

"Why don't you speak?

phone, his chest

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

and frustrated. His depression could

of the living

on the wall. Then

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