“I’m staying with you. The mattress is right next to the bed. If you turn your head, you can see me,” Serenity said in response.

“Will you stay with me?” Jackson whispered, not even realizing that a hint of longing had seeped into his eyes.

Serenity bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before she nodded.

“Okay,” she said before dragging the bedding from the mattress and laying down beside him.

Even she was surprised that she had agreed to share a bed with a man. Perhaps it was because in that moment, he had looked like a fragile porcelain doll, and it looked like a gentle touch could shatter him, which gave her a strong urge to protect him.

She turned off the light from where she lay in bed, and Jackson held her hand the entire time.

“Jack, if you still feel any discomfort, just let me know, okay?”

“Okay,” Jackson replied.

Was it because of the medicine? He actually felt much better right now compared to the previous times he had stomach cramps.

Or maybe… it was because of her?

He could feel the warmth of her hand in his.

“Sis, will you always stay with me?” Jackson murmured softly.

“Of course! We can always be there for each other. Even if you get married and start a family in the future, I’ll still be there for you.”

She would always be there as his sister. Despite the fact that they shared no blood relation, she considered the man family.

Jackson slowly closed his eyes, her voice washing over him and bringing him a sense of peace as the pain diminished.

Getting married…?

died, he hadn’t thought about marrying again, but she seemed to

keep

Serenity firmly

her confirmation, Jackson finally let himself drift into

tucked the blanket around

she woke up, Jackson was still sleeping. She reached out and gently touched his cheek and forehead. He was no longer sweating, and his expression seemed peaceful as he slept, indicating he

eyes suddenly snapped open. There seemed to be a hint of affection in his

“Sis…”

waking you,” Serenity said. “It’s still early,

out of bed to get dressed and ready for the

and soup will be good to

done talking, she

He glanced at the pot on the

on the bed, and he could still feel her body heat lingering

had started to become attached to

***

as his boss pulled out a cheap and outdated-looking phone, which was completely unlike his usual style. To make things even stranger, the man ordered him, “Get

pulled himself together and

text message. Soon after, a notification from

Connor blinked repeatedly.

it really wasn’t a

Jackson was indeed smiling.

because of the

of Connor’s eyes, he caught a glimpse of the sender, and

Jackson called that

learn that Jackson

already made a place for

Jackson’s phone

the answer key, and placed

Yeah, I won’t forget to eat it,” Jackson

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