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

very dangerous. If it’s

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

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe me

tilted his head.

by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of

he turned his head and said, "Don't call my name from now on. Call me

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his

which was no longer worthy

it was Emma who bought it for him

host on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged

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

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up by

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

aside, he took another cigarette and put it in his

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the window to

of something. Then he

on the coffee table, he picked up the

beep sound made his

a lazy tone,

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

"Why don't you speak? Do you

hung up the phone, his

the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

could not vent, which made

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the living room,

raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then

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