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

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

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

understand. She blurted out,

tilted his head. He

by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of

was Emma who bought it for

that had remained unchanged

face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray,

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked

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

another cigarette and put it in his

was rising. Large fireworks were

he poured himself a glass of water and

seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in

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

beep sound made his heart sink slowly.

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

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

don't you speak? Do you

phone, his chest

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

was angry and frustrated. His depression could

door of the living room,

at the clock on the wall. Then he

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