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

If it’s a

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

She blurted out, "Did you

his head.

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of

head and said, "Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

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

mechanical watch, which was no longer

Because it was Emma who bought it for him

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

cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

on the sofa was picked up

again and again. But he could only hear the manual

took another cigarette

was rising. Large fireworks were

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and stood

he

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

made his heart sink

on the other end, with a

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

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

the phone, his

the

depression could not vent, which made him feel

of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess,

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