Leaving aside his social status, which was a major plus point, his appearance alone was enough for most girls to fall head over heels for him.

To Serenity’s surprise, a dejected expression appeared on Jackson’s face when he heard her response. “Don’t you feel the least bit jealous?”

“Jealous?” Serenity was stunned.

Jackson stared at her with his penetrating gaze. A while later, he sighed softly as if he had accepted the truth. “You really are a heartless woman. I would’ve felt happier if you had said you felt jealous.”

Serenity bit her lip as she pondered in silence. Was she jealous? She recalled Flora confidently running up to Jackson and the disdainful look that she had received.

Was she jealous of that? She had no idea. At that moment, jealousy had not crossed her mind at all. Instead, she already knew that Jackson would never accept that girl’s approach.

Was it because she believed that Jackson was truly hers? Since when had she developed such a level of trust in him?