Serenity was much luckier than herself, she thought. Thinking of her past, the light in Clara’s eyes fizzled out. Back then, she had also thought that she had found a man who was willing to fight the world for her.

In the end, she discovered that he regarded her as his enemy.

Pathetic and absurd. Those two words described her love for him perfectly.

Now, she just wanted to raise Yanny properly.

Jackson looked down at Serenity’s bleeding lips. Her cheek was red and swollen from the slap, and a trail of blood ran down her chin. The sight of her in such a state enraged him.

Wearing a deep frown, Jackson brushed his fingers gently across her wound.

“Who hit you?”

“What are you doing here?” asked Serenity.

“I finished my work, and I was nearby, and I wanted to see you,” he explained. She was lucky that Jackson had decided to pay her a visit. Otherwise, she would have to continue being bullied by Grayson and Catherine.

“Who hit you just now?” he asked again.

“My stepmothe