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

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

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

blurted out,

tilted his head. He looked

his attitude. Sean turned around and

head and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his eyes

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

throw it away. Because it was Emma who

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

out in the

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

on the sofa was picked up

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

aside, he took another cigarette and put

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

up from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and

of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction of the

table, he picked up the landline phone

beep sound made his heart sink

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

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger

"Why don't you speak?

hung up the phone, his chest rising

table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made

door of the living room, gradually

clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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