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 did not

good to me? 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

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did

his head.

turned around and opened the door of

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

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his eyes on the watch on the coffee

was a cheap mechanical watch, which was

Emma

TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several

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

was Emma's birthday. He

lying quietly on the sofa was picked

dialed the phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you dialed is turned

he took another

bluish white smoke was rising. Large

up from the sofa, he poured himself a glass

he turned and walked in the direction of the coffee

picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's cell phone

made his heart sink

on the other end, with a

Ivan's mood was mixed. His

don't you speak? Do

the phone, his chest

the ground, including the

frustrated. His depression could not

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

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

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