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

it’s a big stone to hit you, it

After a

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

tilted his head.

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

leaving, he turned his head and said, "Don't call my name from now on. Call me

On New Year's Eve.

duplex apartment, keeping his eyes on the watch on

a cheap mechanical watch, which was no

didn't throw it away. Because it was Emma

the TV was speaking auspicious remarks that had remained unchanged for several

put out in the

Emma's birthday.

lying quietly on the sofa was picked

was already imprinted in his mind again and again. But he could

he took another

rising. Large fireworks were crackling

the sofa, he poured himself a glass of

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

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

his heart sink

voice rang on the other end, with a lazy tone, "Hello? This

was mixed. His anger at the beginning slowly became

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

up the phone, his chest rising and

on the coffee table to the ground, including

frustrated. His depression could not vent, which made him feel

door of

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

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