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

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

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe me

his head. He looked

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door

and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the

watch, which was no longer worthy

away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him

auspicious remarks that had remained

in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long

Emma's birthday.

quietly on the sofa

dialed the phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only

the phone aside, he took another

bluish white smoke was rising. Large

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of

next moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the

coffee table, he picked up

beep sound made his

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

mood was mixed.

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

phone, his chest rising

to the ground, including the mechanical watch that

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him feel

of the living room,

glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked

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