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

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

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

out, "Did you

his head. He

turned around and opened the door of the

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of his

throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a month's

remained unchanged for several

butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not lift it

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

phone lying quietly on the sofa was

he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

another cigarette and

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water

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

picked up the landline phone and dialed

made his

other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

mixed. His anger at the beginning

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

the phone, his chest rising

the coffee table to the ground, including the

angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made

door of the living room,

at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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