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

to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will

After a long time, he calmly

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe me

his head.

turned around and opened the

he turned his head and said, "Don't

On New Year's Eve.

sat alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping

a cheap mechanical watch, which was

throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought

remained

butt was put out in the ashtray, he

was Emma's birthday.

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked

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

aside, he took another cigarette and put it

smoke was rising. Large

up from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water

of something. Then he turned

cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone

his heart sink slowly.

with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma, who is

mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning

voice was still there, "Why don't

hung up the phone, his chest rising and falling

things on the coffee table to the ground, including

His depression could not vent,

door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

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

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