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

today is very dangerous. If it’s a big

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long

couldn't understand. She blurted out,

head.

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned

said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his

which was no longer

was Emma who

that had remained

smoking a cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

the sofa was

he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

phone aside, he took another cigarette

rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

himself a glass of

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

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

beep sound made his

rang on the other end, with a lazy tone,

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed.

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

the phone, his chest rising

on the coffee table to the ground,

depression could not vent,

rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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