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 not

still 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 likely that you will die. But why

staring at Emma. After a long time, he calmly said,

understand. She blurted out, "Did you owe me

head. He looked impatient,

stunned by his attitude. Sean turned around and opened the door of the

turned his head and said, "Don't call

On New Year's Eve.

apartment, keeping

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no longer

it was Emma who bought it for him with

remarks that had remained unchanged

a cold face. After the cigarette butt was put out in the ashtray, he lowered his head for a long time and did

was Emma's birthday. He

on the sofa was picked up

was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could only hear the manual service prompt of the cold

aside, he took another cigarette

bluish white smoke was rising. Large fireworks were crackling

poured himself a glass of water and stood

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

coffee table, he picked up

sound made his heart sink

other end, with a lazy

mixed. His

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

hung up the phone, his chest rising

all the things on the coffee table to the ground,

depression could not vent, which made him feel

at the door of the living room,

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

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