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

was staring at Emma. After a long time, he

out, "Did you owe

his head. He

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned

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

On New Year's Eve.

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

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

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

remained unchanged for several years.

a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his

birthday. He hadn't

the sofa was picked up by him

in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the

he took another cigarette and put

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

a glass

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

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

beep sound made his heart sink

on the other end, with a lazy tone,

mood was mixed. His anger at

don't you

hung up the phone, his

things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

could not vent, which

door of the living room,

the clock on the wall.

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