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

If it’s

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

blurted out, "Did

his head. He

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of

said, "Don't call my name from now

On New Year's Eve.

duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on

a cheap mechanical watch, which was

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him with

that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside the

cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head

Emma's birthday.

lying quietly on the sofa was picked up by him

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

the phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it in his

was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the window

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the

water cup on the coffee table, he picked up

his heart sink slowly. As

the other end, with a

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

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

the phone, his

coffee table to the ground, including

angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which

rang at the door of

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

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