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 not

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

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

blurted out, "Did

head. He looked

attitude. Sean turned around and opened the

turned his head and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

sat alone in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes

cheap mechanical watch, which

away. Because it was Emma who

remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside

butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not lift it up

Emma's birthday. He

phone lying quietly on the sofa was picked up

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

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

smoke was rising. Large fireworks

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

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked

he picked up the landline phone and

sound made his heart sink slowly.

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma, who is

mixed. His anger at the beginning

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

his chest rising and falling

the ground,

and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made

the door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

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