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

it’s a big stone to hit

at Emma. After a long time, he calmly

blurted out, "Did

head. He looked impatient,

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the

said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his eyes on the watch

cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of

away. Because it was Emma

remained unchanged for several years.

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

was Emma's birthday. He

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked

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

aside, he took another

smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

he poured himself a glass of water and

he turned and walked in the direction

cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's cell

his

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

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

there, "Why don't you speak? Do you make

hung up the phone, his chest rising and

table to the ground, including the

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent,

rang at the door of the living room, gradually

wall. Then

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