In fact, when that woman had leaned in closer to him, Jackson even felt a sense of disgust.

Holding another woman compared to holding a certain someone really did feel completely different.

When he arrived at the front of the rental house, he crouched down to retrieve the spare key from under the doormat. Serenity always liked to keep it there, saying that she wouldn't be locked out if she forgot her key.

When he opened the door, the light in the room was still on. A slender figure was sitting by the table, and her head was tilted slightly as she slept.

Jackson studied her sleeping face under the light, her expression as serene as a quiet night. It felt as if his heart had also found peace when he saw her.

He raised his hand to gently brush a strand of stray hair from her cheek. It felt as if even if he looked at her for a lifetime, he would never grow tired of it.

After a few moments, he bent down and carefully lifted her from the chair.

Even though he had been careful in his m