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

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

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

out,

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

turned around and opened the

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

mechanical watch, which was

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma

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

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

birthday. He

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up by him

again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine,

phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it in his

was rising. Large

he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the

Then he turned and walked in the direction of the coffee

on the coffee table, he picked up

beep sound made his heart sink

other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello?

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

was still there, "Why don't

phone, his chest

coffee table to the ground,

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him feel

of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

and glanced at the clock on the wall.

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