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

looked at him seriously, "Why are you so good to me? You know what happened today is very dangerous. If it’s a big stone to hit you, it is very

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

couldn't understand. She blurted out, "Did you

his head. He looked impatient,

Sean turned

head and said, "Don't call my

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping his eyes

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

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

auspicious remarks that had remained

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

Emma's birthday. He

lying quietly on the sofa was picked up

and again. But he could

he took another

white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

he poured himself a glass of water

he seemed to think of something. Then he turned and walked in

he picked up

his heart sink

a lazy tone, "Hello? This

voice, Ivan's mood was mixed. His

don't you speak? Do you make a

hung up the phone, his chest

the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which

at the door of the living room, gradually pulling

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

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