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

are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But

at Emma. After a long

blurted out, "Did

head. He looked impatient,

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

which was no longer worthy of his

Because it was Emma who bought it for him with a month's

that had remained unchanged for several

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

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up

dialed the phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

another cigarette and put it

bluish white smoke was rising. Large

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water

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

coffee table, he picked up the landline

made his heart sink slowly.

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

Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger

voice was still there, "Why don't you

the phone, his chest rising and

on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical

and frustrated. His depression could not vent,

of the

clock on the wall. Then he

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