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 not

very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will

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

out, "Did you

his head.

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

and said, "Don't call my name from now on. Call

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the

cheap mechanical watch, which

Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a

had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

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

birthday.

the sofa was picked up

mind again and again. But he could only hear the

took another cigarette and put it

rising. Large

sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and

to think of something. Then he turned and

coffee table, he picked up the landline phone

made his heart sink slowly. As

on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma, who is

mixed. His anger

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

his chest rising

table to the ground, including the

could not vent, which made

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

head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he

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