Serenity continued patting him gently to sleep. She whispered to him softly, “Don’t be afraid, now. No more nightmares, I’m right here.”

Jackson was taken aback. Was she really going to treat him like a baby?

Despite what he felt, the lingering fear in his heart started to melt away with each pat. Like a lullaby, her gentle voice brought back the drowsiness.

It seemed that with her next to him, he had nothing to fear...

When he least expected it, Jackson was knocked out cold.

Serenity stopped when she heard the steady rhythm of his breathing. “Jack?” she called out gently.

No response. He was fast asleep.

Only then did she let out a sigh of relief. It was only when he had fallen asleep did the knot between his brows went away. The peaceful expression on his face reminded her of an angel.

At this moment, he was the polar opposite of how people perceived him outside.

Or perhaps, he only appeared like an angel to her.

As for the dream she had had about the little boy an