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

what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that

a long time, he

blurted out,

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

turned around

head and said, "Don't

On New Year's Eve.

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

which

was Emma who bought it for him

the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

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

was Emma's birthday. He hadn't

phone lying quietly on the sofa

number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service

aside, he took another cigarette and put it

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling outside

himself a glass of water and stood by

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned

coffee table, he picked up the landline

his heart

a lazy tone, "Hello? This is Emma,

mood was mixed.

"Why don't you speak? Do you

hung up the phone, his chest rising

table to the ground,

depression could not vent, which made him

at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his thoughts

and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he

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