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

me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why did

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said, "That's what

blurted out, "Did you

his head.

attitude. Sean turned

"Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes

mechanical watch, which was no longer

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

had remained unchanged for

the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not lift it

birthday.

quietly on the sofa was picked

he could only

took another cigarette

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

glass of water

next moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he turned

picked up the landline

sound made his heart

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

was mixed. His anger

don't you speak? Do

hung up the phone, his chest rising and

things on the coffee table to the

and frustrated. His depression could not

rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling

clock on the wall. Then he frowned,

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