"You didn't," Jackson answered.

Just then, Jackson recalled the scene when he had taken Serenity home. When he had carried her back to her room and put her on the bed, she had suddenly pushed him down and pinned him to the bed.

Jackson had been taken by surprise at that moment, and he was shocked by his own carelessness. If he was dealing with an enemy, his enemy who wanted his life could have killed him in that instance!

Jackson had always been vigilant. When had he ever let his guard down like this?!

Before Jackson could get up, Serenity's hands had reached out to him, and she touched his face, pushing the thick bangs on his forehead away. Then, she stroked his eyes with her fingertips.

"Your eyes are so beautiful... I like them very much... I love them..." She murmured.

"You like my eyes?" Serenity's praises were not new to him. After all, there were always women who had said they liked him, particularly his eyes, and so on. His eyes were perhaps the most striking resemblance