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

happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big

Emma. After a long time, he calmly

understand. She blurted out, "Did

his head. He looked impatient,

Sean turned around and opened the door of

head and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of his

it was Emma who bought it for him with a month's

the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for

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

quietly on the sofa

again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold

phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it in

smoke was rising. Large

himself a glass of water and stood by the window to drink

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

table, he picked up

made his heart sink

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

was mixed. His anger at

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

up the phone, his

all the things on the coffee table to the ground,

and frustrated. His depression could not vent,

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the

the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess,

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