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

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 why did

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

out, "Did you owe me

his head. He

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of

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

On New Year's Eve.

high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes

a cheap mechanical watch, which was

away. Because it was Emma who

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

cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

the sofa

already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could

phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks

himself a glass of water and stood by

something. Then he

cup on the coffee table, he picked up

made his heart sink

on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is

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

still there, "Why don't you speak? Do you make a

phone, his chest rising

the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that

was angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent,

at the door of the

his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and walked towards the

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