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

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

After a long time, he calmly

out, "Did

tilted his head.

his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

he turned his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

sat alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on the coffee

mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of

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

had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

sofa was picked up

again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user

he took another cigarette and put it

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of

moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction of

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

sound made his heart sink slowly. As

with a lazy tone,

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

"Why don't you speak?

his chest rising and

things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

could not vent, which

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

glanced at the clock on the wall.

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