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

that half–burnt album was a photo album of Serenity

with Serenity to understand how

to examine Serenity’s hands. After seeing them, he immediately began to

on her 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 all, but the more she acted this way, the more unbearable it was for him to see

out his handkerchief and wiped away her tears, saying,

him feel helpless. He had always been all–powerful in Solaria, capable of making anything happen, but as for the photo album of Serenity and her mother, he realized

do was wipe away

informed them, ‘but it’s nothing serious, fortunately. You shouldn’t let the wounds come into contact with water until they heal,

be any long–term effects?”

doctor replied. “No nerves or muscles were affected, though the wounds might leave somme

Jackson’s eyebrows knitted

her hands were bandaged, Serenity desperately tried to clasp the photo album against her chest as if it was

Precious