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

it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why did you still rush to

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

She blurted out, "Did you owe

head. He

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and

and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

duplex apartment, keeping his eyes

mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy

Emma

the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter

face. After the cigarette butt was put out in

Emma's birthday. He hadn't forgotten

the sofa was picked

was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The

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

rising. Large fireworks were crackling

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water

next moment, he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the

cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone

beep sound made his

end, with a lazy tone, "Hello?

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

was still there, "Why don't you speak?

phone, his chest

all the things on the coffee table to the ground, including the

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

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his

glanced at the clock on the wall.

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