He would never tell anyone these things in the past, but at this moment, seeing her standing in front of his father's portrait, he told her so naturally.

It was as if he could only pour out these words that were buried deep in his heart when he was talking to her.

"My father should have met many women back then. There were bound to be some who were even prettier than her, yet he gave up everything for such a woman. He's a fool," Jackson murmured.

"Your father may not necessarily love your mother because she's beautiful. When you love someone, looks may not be that important anymore. Furthermore... you'll like everything about them, be it the good or the bad," said Serenity.

The light in Jackson's eyes flickered slightly. His eyes were fixed on Serenity's face. "Maybe... it's as you say. When you love someone, looks may not be that important anymore..."

It was the same for him. He had seen women who were prettier and more considerate than Serenity, but only Serenity could make him