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

are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone

Emma. After a long time,

She blurted out, "Did

head. He

his attitude. Sean turned around

head and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

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

mechanical watch, which was

was Emma who

that had remained unchanged for several years.

cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

quietly on the sofa was picked up by him

again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of

took another

rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass

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

the coffee table, he picked up the

sound made his heart sink

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

Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at

don't you speak? Do you make a

his

coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch

angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which

doorbell rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his

wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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