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

You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to

staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said, "That's what I should

blurted out,

tilted his head. He looked

by his attitude. Sean turned

turned his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

duplex apartment, keeping his

cheap mechanical watch, which was no

it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

finished smoking a cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not

was Emma's birthday.

sofa was picked

already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

phone aside, he took another cigarette and

rising. Large fireworks

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of

Then he

the coffee table, he picked up

made his

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy

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

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

hung up the phone, his chest rising and falling

things on the coffee table to the ground, including

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

of the living

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

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