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

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

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

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did

his head. He

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned

his head and said, "Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

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

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

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

was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several

in the ashtray,

was Emma's birthday.

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up

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

the phone aside, he took another cigarette

rising. Large fireworks were

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

moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and

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

made his heart sink slowly.

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

to the familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly

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

hung up the phone, his chest rising and

the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not

rang at the door of

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

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