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

know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you,

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did

head.

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

head and said, "Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

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

cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

was Emma

that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to

cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time

birthday. He hadn't

sofa was picked

his mind again and again. But he could only

took another cigarette and put

smoke was rising. Large fireworks

he poured himself a glass of water

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

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

beep sound made his

on the other end, with a lazy

familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed.

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

the phone, his

things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical

depression could not

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

head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned,

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