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

very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to

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

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe

tilted his head.

Sean turned around and opened the

"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

which

throw it away. Because it was Emma who

remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began

cigarette with a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not lift it up

was Emma's birthday. He

sofa

and again. But he could only hear the manual

aside, he took another cigarette and put it in his

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were

sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and

he seemed to think of something. Then he

he picked

sound made his heart sink

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

was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became

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

phone, his chest rising

all the things on the coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch

angry and frustrated. His depression could not vent, which

abrupt doorbell rang at the door of the

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

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