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

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

After a long time, he calmly said, "That's what I should

understand. She blurted out,

head.

attitude. Sean turned

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

On New Year's Eve.

alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his

mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma

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

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

birthday.

the sofa was picked up by him

But he could only hear the manual service prompt of

took another cigarette and put

Large fireworks were crackling outside the

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

moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he

on the coffee table, he picked up

his heart sink slowly.

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

the familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed.

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

his

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

frustrated. His depression could not

door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked

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