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

is very dangerous. If it’s a big

Emma. After a long time, he calmly

couldn't understand. She blurted out,

his head. He

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes

cheap mechanical watch, which was

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

remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a

Emma's birthday.

sofa was picked up

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

he took another cigarette and put it

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

poured himself a glass

of something. Then he turned and

on the coffee table, he picked up the landline

made his heart sink slowly.

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello?

mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning

still there, "Why don't you speak?

his chest

coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was

His depression could not vent,

doorbell rang at the door of the living room, gradually

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

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