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

If it’s a big

Emma. After a long time, he calmly said,

She blurted out, "Did you owe

tilted his head. He looked impatient,

was stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened

said, "Don't call my name from

On New Year's Eve.

in the high-end duplex apartment, keeping

watch, which was no longer worthy of

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

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

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

birthday. He hadn't forgotten

quietly on the sofa was picked up

and again. But he could only hear the

the phone aside, he took another cigarette and put it in his

rising. Large fireworks

glass of

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

water cup on the coffee table, he picked up the

made his heart

other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello?

mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly

"Why don't you speak? Do

phone, his chest rising and falling

coffee table to the ground, including the mechanical watch that was still very

frustrated. His depression could not

at the door of the living room, gradually

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

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