She could imagine how terrified he must have felt. He was a child who was alone in a mansion. Even though he had family, there was no love, and he had to constantly worry about being replaced.

The only way he could live was to keep being strong. He could not even show a little bit of weakness.

Because showing weakness meant the possibility of being discarded.

"Was it hard for you when you were young?" Serenity asked in a soft voice. Her heart ached for the man in front of her.

In the past, when she heard others talking about him, he sounded like a high and mighty man who had limitless wealth and could have anything he wanted. He was simply a born winner.

But now, she realized that there was no such thing as a born winner. He had to go through a lot of hardships to obtain what he had now.

He had to carry a burden at a young age that was far beyond what a child should carry.

"It was alright," Jackson replied, his slender fingers gently brushing over her almond-shaped eyes that wer