Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 293

The photo album contained her most precious memories.

Jason frowned unknowingly. "Are you giving up your life for a photo album? You were lucky yesterday. You only have some bruises on your fingers. What if you really burned yourself?"

"This album means a lot to me!" Grace said.

"Can it be more important than your hands? Are you going to lose your hands just to protect a photo album?" His voice deepened.

"It's very important. Even if both my hands will get burned, I'll still want to keep it with me." Grace took a deep breath. To her, it was a remembrance and obsession in her heart.

It was the best family affection she had ever felt and the happiest she ever been.

Her answer turned him pale, and he felt a rush of anger in his chest after seeing that she did not value herself. He cared more about her body than she did.

He cared enough not to see her hurt even the slightest.

"Where's my photo album?" she still asked him the question eagerly.

Jason exhaled, stood up, walked to a cabinet not far away, and handed her the photo album that was partially burned.

Grace heaved a long sigh of relief and opened the photo album cautiously. Looking at the photos in the photo album, her eyes went red again.

Some of the photos were completely burned, some were burned down to the edges, and others were partially burned. Only about a quarter of the photos were still intact.