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

happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a

a long time, he calmly said,

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did

tilted his head.

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

and said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

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

which was no longer worthy

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

on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for

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

birthday. He

sofa was picked up by him

But he could only hear the manual service prompt

another cigarette

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside the

glass

Then he turned and walked in the direction of the coffee

picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's

his

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

the familiar voice, Ivan's mood was mixed.

"Why don't you

the phone, his chest rising and falling

the ground, including the

and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him feel

at the door of the living room, gradually

at the clock on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess,

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