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

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

at Emma. After a

understand. She blurted out,

head.

by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of the

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

On New Year's Eve.

in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his

a cheap mechanical watch, which

throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought

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

was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

quietly on the sofa was picked up

in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you dialed

he took another

smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

himself a glass of water and stood by the window to

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

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

his heart sink slowly.

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

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

voice was still there, "Why don't you

his chest rising

things on the coffee table to the

depression could not vent,

the door of the living room, gradually pulling

the wall. Then he

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