Chapter 1293

Jackson checked Serenity's fingers and asked, "Are you sure they only hurt a little?"

"Of course. How bad can it be?" Serenity smiled gently, "You know this always happens when the weather gets cold and humid. I'll go see Mr. Smith tomorrow and have him look at my hands."

Speaking of which, Mr. Smith had told her to go for treatment once a week, but a lot of things happened, plus she got pregnant, so she had not been going for treatment lately.

She wondered if he would be mad at her when he saw her tomorrow.

"I'll go with you," Jackson said.

"You don't have to. You have to go to work. I can go by myself," she said.

"I'll go with you," he insisted.

Serenity stopped refusing. She was about to continue eating when he suddenly said, "I'll feed you."

"Feed me?" She was flabbergasted.

"Aren't your hands in pain? They'll hurt even more if you hold cutlery. I'll feed you," he said.

Her hands were indeed in pain, but not to the point where she couldn't even hold cutlery.

But when Jac