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

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

He was staring at Emma. After a long

out, "Did you owe

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

turned around and opened

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

which was

away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him

was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

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

birthday. He hadn't

sofa was picked up by

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

aside, he took another cigarette and put it

was rising. Large

himself a glass of water and stood by the window to

think of something. Then he

table, he picked up the

made his heart sink slowly. As

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma,

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

don't you speak? Do you make

phone, his chest

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

angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made

the door of the living room, gradually pulling

glanced at the clock on the wall. Then

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