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

is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why did you still

was staring at Emma. After a long time,

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did you

head. He looked

his attitude. Sean turned around and

turned his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

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

watch, which was no longer

Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

sofa was picked up by

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

took another cigarette and put it

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were

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

Then he turned and walked in the direction

the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone

made his heart sink

a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became to

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

phone, his chest rising and falling

to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was

His depression could not vent, which

rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling

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

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