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

still looked at him seriously, "Why are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big

at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said,

understand. She blurted out,

head.

Sean turned around and

his head and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

duplex apartment, keeping his eyes

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy

it was Emma who bought

on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several

finished smoking a cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray,

was Emma's birthday. He

the sofa was picked up

number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of

phone aside, he took another

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks

himself a glass of water and stood

Then he turned and walked in

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

his heart

end, with a lazy tone,

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

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

phone, his chest rising and falling

swept all the things on the coffee table to the

could not vent,

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the living

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked towards

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