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

very dangerous. If it’s a big

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

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe me

tilted his head. He

Sean turned around

and said, "Don't

On New Year's Eve.

sat alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his

mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for

host on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside the

was put out in the ashtray, he

Emma's birthday. He

on the sofa

which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only

phone aside, he took another

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks

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

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned

the coffee table, he picked up

his heart

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

Ivan's mood was mixed. His

"Why don't you speak? Do

phone, his chest rising and

the ground, including the mechanical

His depression could not

the door of the living

wall. Then

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