When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The clutch was sitting idly beside the rocking chair, and the sunlight shone on the room, erasing all the gloomy air inside.

Jackson woke up three days earlier, then he went through rehab before finally being able to walk. But he looked clumsy, so I knew he hadn’t fully healed just yet.

“I thought the kids would be here too,” Jackson joked.

I sniffled. “I was too excited when John told me you’re awake.” I fumbled for an explanation. “So I totally forgot about it. We can go straight back to see them though, Jackson. You should see them. After all, you’ve risked your life for them.”

“I’m not in a hurry.” Jackson smiled warmly. “I can always see them after this.”

I knew he was a really nice guy. “Have you forgiven me?” It took everything I had to ask, but the moment I did, everyone fell silent, much to my worry.

were right, John. Everyone’s

for me. Of course,

happily. “I told my lawyer to withdraw the case.

surge of gratitude and affection for him. “Thank you, Jackson.” Tears welled up in my

touching. Even John, the tough guy, sniffled quietly. “You were a b*stard, Jackson, but that sleep did you good. Now that you’re not trying to take my niece away, you aren’t that annoying anymore. The reports about you are taken down, so just open up the

to reopen my clinic.” He looked at me, feeling crestfallen. “I’ve talked with Lydia, and I’ve decided to return

recharge yourself.” K City had nothing but malice for him.

resolve in his eyes. “No. I’m going back to take over my family’s

Jackson never liked business, so why