Obsessive CEO’s Sinful Wife

Chapter 270

There was not a peep out of Serenity the whole time. She was perfectly still and silent, almost as if lost in her own inner world until the doctor tried to take the photo albus in her hands. She seemed to came to her senses suddenly and clurg, tightly to the photo albums, yelling, “No!”

“No one’s taking it away,” Jackson assured her gently, “but the doctor needs to examine your hands. Give it to me, Sis, and let the doctor take a good look at your hands, okay?”

As soon as Serenity heard him call her sis, she finally looked at him and murmured, “Jack 7”

“Yes,” he replied, “it’s me. Tell me, what happened to you exactly?

Hers trembled, and the tears that had been suppressed all this while gushed straight out as she told him in a choked–up voice, “It’s burnt! The album with phates of me and my mother! It’s burnt!”

As she spoke, her curly eyelashes seemed to bring forth more tears free her eyes with their every fluttering movement

So, that half–burnt album was

Serenity to understand

Serenity’s hands. After seeing them, he immediately began to treat the scalded

hands. All ten fingers of her hands were now wrapped in gauze. All throughout the process, Serenity remained totally silent, as if she felt no pain at

wiped away

that she shed made him suffer, and it made him feel helpless. He had always been all–powerful in Solaria, capable of making anything happen, but as for the photo

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them, ‘but it’s nothing serious, fortunately. You shouldn’t let the wounds come into contact with water until they heal, and you must apply the medicine every

there be any long–term effects?” Jackson

muscles were affected, though the wounds might leave somme

Jackson’s eyebrows knitted

to clasp the photo album

Precious