"I'll... Let me do it myself," Serenity said, her face red.

After a short silence, Jackson handed her the clothes in his hand and turned his back.

Serenity's cheeks were burning. She hurriedly changed her clothes, not noticing that Jackson had his hands clenched into fists. Even the sound of her changing clothes seemed very stimulating to him.

Serenity had been the only one who had ever made his heart flutter, his love for her becoming stronger as time went on.

A sense of crisis arose maybe because of her interaction with Lucas. The beast in him was rising up to demand full control of her, not wanting anyone else to have a chance with her.

However, Jackson did not want to scare her again. He did not want to see the fear in her eyes directed at him. He did not want to lose his mind again and hurt her uncontrollably.

Jackson waited until Serenity was dressed and turned around.

Serenity had changed into a long yellow dress, leaving the damaged floral dress lying on the ground.

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