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

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

He was staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said,

out,

tilted his head. He

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and

head and said, "Don't call my name from now on.

On New Year's Eve.

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

cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of his

it was Emma who bought it

remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

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

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

sofa was

number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could

another cigarette and put it in his

rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

he poured himself a glass of

something. Then he turned and walked in the

picked up the landline phone

beep sound made his heart sink slowly.

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

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the

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

hung up the phone, his chest rising and falling

on the coffee table to the

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him

at the door of the living room, gradually

wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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