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

what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very likely that you will die. But why did you still rush to rescue

frowned deeper. He was staring at Emma. After a

She blurted out,

head. He looked impatient,

his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

turned his head and said, "Don't call my name

On New Year's Eve.

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

watch, which was no longer worthy of his

it was Emma who bought it for him with a month's

speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several years. Snow began to flutter outside

out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did not

birthday. He

the sofa was picked up by

phone number which was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold machine, “The user you dialed is

he took another cigarette and put it in

smoke was rising. Large fireworks

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of water and stood by the

to think of something. Then he turned and walked in the direction

picked up

made his heart

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

mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became

"Why don't you speak? Do you make a

phone, his chest rising

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

His depression could not vent, which

at the door of the living room, gradually pulling his

the wall.

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