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

is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to

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

blurted out, "Did

tilted his head. He

Sean turned around and opened the door

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

On New Year's Eve.

sat alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on the

watch, which was no longer worthy

away. Because it was Emma who

auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to

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

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

on the sofa

again and again. But he could only hear

the phone aside, he took another

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

a glass

Then he turned and

water cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed

his heart sink

other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This

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

was still there, "Why don't

phone, his chest rising

coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical

and frustrated. His depression could

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the living

and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned,

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