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?"

frowned and did

at him seriously, "Why are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long time, he

couldn't understand. She blurted out,

head. He looked

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and

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

On New Year's Eve.

keeping his eyes

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer worthy of his

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma who bought it for

remarks that had remained unchanged for

a cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the

Emma's birthday. He

the sofa was picked up by him

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

another cigarette and put

smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

himself a glass of water and stood by the window to drink

think of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction of

on the coffee table, he picked up

made his

a lazy tone, "Hello? This

Ivan's mood was mixed. His anger at the

don't you

phone, his

things on the coffee table to the

His depression could not

doorbell rang at the door of the living

head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed

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