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

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

was staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly

blurted out, "Did you owe

tilted his head. He

his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the

head and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

was a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of his

Because it was Emma

that had remained unchanged for

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

was Emma's birthday. He

on the sofa

could

another cigarette and put it in

smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

glass of

think of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction of the

coffee table, he picked up the landline

sound made his

with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

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

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

up the phone, his

the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

frustrated. His depression could not

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the

clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked towards

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