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

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

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a

blurted out,

head.

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned

and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

a cheap mechanical watch, which

was Emma who bought it for

auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

out in the ashtray, he

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

quietly on the sofa was

he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you dialed is turned

another cigarette and put

was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

poured himself a glass of water

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

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

his heart sink slowly. As

end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This

Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly

don't you speak?

hung up the phone, his chest rising and falling

table to the ground, including

frustrated. His depression could not vent,

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling

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

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