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?"

and did not

"Why are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why did

After a long

out,

his head.

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door

head and said, "Don't

On New Year's Eve.

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

which

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

the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not

birthday. He hadn't

quietly on the sofa was picked

phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

aside, he took another cigarette and

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

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

he turned and walked

the coffee table, he picked up the

made his heart sink slowly.

the other end, with a lazy

mixed. His anger at the

was still there, "Why don't you

his chest rising and falling

all the things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that

His depression could not vent, which made him feel

doorbell rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling

glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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