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

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

After a

She blurted out, "Did you owe me

his head. He looked impatient,

turned around and

his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

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

which was no longer worthy of

was Emma who bought it for him

auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several

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

Emma's birthday. He hadn't

the sofa

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

the phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it

was rising. Large fireworks were

himself a glass of water

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

he picked up

made his heart sink slowly. As

a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed.

voice was still there, "Why don't you

hung up the phone, his

things on the coffee table to the

His depression could not vent, which

the door of the living

the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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