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

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

He was staring at Emma. After a

She blurted out,

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

turned around and opened the door

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

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

watch, which was no longer worthy

Emma who bought

that had remained unchanged for several

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

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

sofa was picked up by

already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the

he took another cigarette and put it in his

rising. Large fireworks

poured himself a glass of water and stood by the

he turned and walked in the

the water cup on the coffee table, he picked

sound made his heart sink

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

the familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became to

don't you speak? Do you make

phone, his chest rising and falling

table to the ground, including the

and frustrated. His depression could

door of the living room, gradually pulling

head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then

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