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

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 you

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long time, he

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did you

head. He looked

Sean turned around and opened the

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

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy

Emma who

had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside the

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

Emma's birthday. He

the sofa was picked up

again. But he could

another cigarette and put it in

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were

from the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the

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

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

his heart sink slowly.

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

mixed. His

voice was still there, "Why don't you speak? Do you make a

up the phone, his chest

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

could not vent, which made him feel

at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

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

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