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

it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that

staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said, "That's what

She blurted out,

tilted his head.

his attitude. Sean turned

"Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

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

which was no longer

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

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

put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not

was Emma's birthday. He

sofa was picked up by him

was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could

another cigarette and

smoke was rising. Large

a glass of water and stood by the

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in

picked up

sound made his heart sink slowly.

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello?

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

"Why don't you speak? Do you

up the phone, his

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

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made

doorbell rang at the door of

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked towards

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