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

know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you

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

out, "Did

his head. He looked impatient,

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of

"Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

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

mechanical watch, which was no

away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside the

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

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked

dialed the phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the

phone aside, he took another cigarette

Large fireworks

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

think of something. Then he turned and

coffee table, he picked

made his heart sink

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

mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning

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

up the phone, his chest rising and

the ground,

depression could

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

glanced at the clock on the wall.

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