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 not

very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a long

She blurted out,

head. He looked

his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

his head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

the high-end duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on

cheap mechanical watch, which

Because it was Emma who bought it

on the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained

in the ashtray, he lowered

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

on the sofa was picked up by

dialed the phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only

the phone aside, he took another cigarette and put

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

poured himself a glass of water and stood by the window

think of something. Then he turned and

cup on the coffee table, he picked up the landline phone and dialed Emma's cell

his

the other end, with a lazy

mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became

"Why don't you speak? Do

up the phone, his chest

coffee table to the ground, including the

His depression could

door of the living room, gradually pulling

on the wall. Then he frowned, crossed the mess, and

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