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

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

a long

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

turned around and opened the door of the

leaving, he turned his head and said, "Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

watch, which was no longer worthy of

it away. Because it was Emma who

was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside the

smoking a cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not lift it up

Emma's birthday. He hadn't

sofa was picked up by

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

aside, he took another

rising. Large fireworks were crackling

up from the sofa, he poured himself a glass

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

water cup on the coffee table, he picked up the

sound made his heart sink

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

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

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

the phone, his chest rising and falling

the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent,

doorbell rang at the door of the

the wall. Then he

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