Chapter 257

Jackson's intense gaze was too direct and scorching, so much so that Serenity looked up at him helplessly. "Are you not eating?"

"I am, but I'll watch you eat for a while. It'll make the food taste better," Jackson said.

Serenity felt really speechless, completely lost for words. What did he mean by that? Would watching her eat really make the food better?

"Every time I watch you eat, I find the food tastier," Jackson murmured.

"That's because you've never starved before." Serenity mocked indifferently, "If you haven't eaten for a few days, you'll find even white rice soaked in water delicious."

His gaze darkened. "Have you starved before?"

"Yeah, I have," Serenity answered flatly. She used to be living on the verge of life and death. When she mentioned it again, her experience seemed to have become something ordinary.

Jackson pursed his lips. "While in prison?"

"Yeah," Serenity responded.

After that, the two never said anything else, and Jackson's heavy gaze remained on Seren