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

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

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

out, "Did

his head.

turned around and opened the door of the

head and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his

was a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

was Emma who bought it for him

that had remained unchanged for several years.

face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

lying quietly on the sofa was picked

again and again. But he could only hear the manual service

another cigarette and

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks

sofa, he poured himself a glass of

he turned and walked in the direction of the coffee

table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed

beep sound made his

the other end, with a lazy tone,

mood was mixed.

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

phone, his chest rising and

to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him

the door of the living room, gradually pulling his

the clock on the wall. Then he frowned,

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