Obsessive CEO’s Sinful Wife by Lil’ Bamboo
Obsessive CEO’s Sinful Wife By Lil’ Bamboo Chapter 269

Chapter 269

Had Serenity been disfigured by the fire, it would have saved her a lot of work. At the very least, she knew that Lucas would never take a fancy to a deformed woman.

What a pity!

Serenity had no idea how she got downstairs. All she felt was that each step she took seemed to be exhausting all of her strength. The two hands that were chatching the photo album kept trembling because of her flustered emotions.

At the moment, she did not even have the courage to look through the album to see how many of the photos were damaged. These were all her memories-her memones of her mother!

When she finally teetered her way to the gate of her apartment, a figure walked up to her, and suddenly, an anxious voice laced with heavy concern sounded above her head, asking, “What happened to you?”

Serenity felt as if she was enveloped in a shadow, and following that, a pair of arms swooped up and supported her frail wobbly body.

Who was in? Who had just held her up?

She slowly looked up, and the first thing that cought her eyes was that exquisite pair of eyes looking back at her. They were as alluring as peach blossoms, so entrancing that she was stunned, and his black pupils were like obsidian, so black and lustrous, yet su impenetrable and unfathomable at the same time.

“What happened?” he frowned as he saw her tear-stained face, a sight that pulled at his heartstrings.

She stared at hun in shock for a while, then a hage sinile bloomed suddenly on her face.

“Jack…” she murmured his

How long had it been since she had last called him by that name? It was probably only about a few months, yet it felt like it had been ages and ages ago.

Hut at this umbent, all she saw in her eyes was Jack and nothing else—in fact, I was the same Jack who rebeioa bertu survive, the same That she could trust and rely on, and the same Jack who had been the source of wannth for ber.

He froze for a moment, then softly answered, “I’m right here.”

“Jack,” she murmured, “I’m.. I’m so tired..”

She was so tired that she had no strength left to wilk nor even ang energy left to cry.

He bent down and scooped her up into his arms before carrying her toward his car, which was parked nearby.

She stayed quietly in his arms, just like a dull, without struggling to escape the way she unveil to.

As he carried her into his car, his gaze fell on the half-bumt photo album in her bands. His eyes narrowed instantly, focusing on Serenity’s hands. He then quickly ordered the driver to change direction and drove toward the hospital instead.

“Tell me,” he said, “what happened exactly?”

But Serenity would not answer him, and she just held onto the photo album even more lightly.

He felt a surging pain in his chest that he could not quite understand. If he had known that this would happen when he let her go home, he would have insisted on going with her.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened.

Once they reached the hospital entrance, Jackson canted Serenity out of the car and hurried to the emergency room.