Some delicate actions might have been effortless for her in the past, but now, they seemed strenuous. Yet, here she was, putting in the effort to peel an apple for him.So, there was a place in her heart for him. She had said it—she loved only him!Jackson kept repeating this in his heart. His captivating eyes watched her hands' movements, almost as if wanting to confirm to himself through this that she cared deeply for him.When she finally finished peeling an apple, Serenity let out a sigh of relief and handed the apple to Jackson. "There you go."He took the apple, took a light bite, and the sweet taste soon spread in his mouth."Is it sweet?" she asked."Very sweet," he replied."Then I'll have one too," she said, picking up another apple, ready to peel it.However, in the next moment, he reached out with his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. "Why go through the trouble? Don't exert yourself to peel another apple.""Huh?" She was taken aback. Then, she watche
"Yeah. Just a cake will do. But this year, my birthday happens to be one day after my grandmother's seventh day of passing. I don't want to celebrate much. I just want to eat a cake with you and the others, including Lisa," Serenity said.Although this was her first birthday with him, her grandmother had recently passed away. So, she was still in mourning. She didn't want a lively birthday celebration. She only wanted to spend it quietly with him and her friends."Alright," Jackson agreed. "I'll prepare a birthday cake for you.""Thank you," she smiled faintly, then checked the time. It was almost the end of lunchtime, and Jackson would need to return to work. "I'll head back then and not disturb your work."As she spoke, she picked up her bag and stood up. But before she could take two steps, a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind, pulling her into his embrace. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her fragrance. "Tomorrow... don't go to the hospital. Let
A few days ago, Yanny had seen the birthday gift she had prepared for Serenity and curiously asked about it. So, Clara told her son that on the twenty-second of this month, it would be Serenity's birthday and that she would give Serenity the gift as a surprise. Little did she expect that her son would also remember Serenity's birthday.Considering Serenity's kindness to Yanny, how could he not care about her? Children were always innocent and straightforward. Whoever treated them well would naturally become their close ones."I want to pick a gift for Aunt Serene myself," Yanny said earnestly.Clara hesitated upon hearing this. Serenity had helped Yanny so much, and without Serenity's assistance, Yanny wouldn't have been able to use such a good hearing aid so quickly. It was only right for her son to choose a gift for Sere on his own. However, malls were crowded, and selecting a gift would inevitably take up quite a bit of time outside. The longer they stayed outside, the gr
It's... Wilson Birch!He was in a suit and his hair was meticulously-combed, just as she remembered. The sight of him made her heart ache.Time had been kind to him as he remained handsome.She, however, was wounded all over and was no longer the same person she was in the past.Seemingly sensing her gaze, Wilson turned in her direction.Clara hastily grabbed her son and ran towards the emergency exit without thinking.The staff at the counter shouted, "What's wrong, ma'am?" Wilson, who was on the escalator, only caught a glimpse of someone running away.But that fleeting moment was enough to cause his expression to change drastically. The group of people following behind him then saw the usually calm and composed Wilson Birch frantically racing down the escalator towards the emergency exit.Wilson's two bodyguards naturally followed behind him.The rest of the group looked at each other in confusion, unable to comprehend the situation.Wilson ran frantically, focusing only
"Mommy?" Yanny only asked what’s wrong after they had climbed into a cab. He had no idea why Mommy would suddenly carry him away while they were shopping for a birthday present for Aunt Serene, but he had always been a well-behaved child and knew Mommy must have her reasons, so he stayed quiet this whole time."Just now, Mommy saw someone she didn't want to see, so we left in a hurry. We'll come back to buy a present for Auntie Serene some other time, okay?" said Clara.The little boy nodded before asking in a soft voice, "Is the person a bad guy?"Clara's nose suddenly got stuffy. When Yanny was younger, he used to ask his where Daddy was.She had always told him that Daddy was in heaven.She did not know when Yanny would truly comprehend what being in heaven meant.However, she did know that she could not tell him his father was only dozens of meters away from them a moment ago. She also could not tell him that he had already met his father, but his existence was never what h
Serenity hesitated at the hospital entrance, uncertain if she was making the right decision. Did she really want to uncover the truth? If her dreams really were lost memories, should she bury the memories or try to recover them? What would happen after she regained her memories? Would it complicate her relationship with Lucas and make Jack feel even more insecure?Maybe she should just let the memories stay buried and feign ignorance. She could seek other treatment for her headache.Perhaps if she kept her distance from Lucas and not let him trigger her memories from now on, she would no longer have headaches."Miss Lewis!" Suddenly, a woman's voice called out to Serenity, jolting her back to reality.She had unconsciously walked to Dr. Landale's office. The person who called out to her was the nurse who was with Dr. Landale yesterday."Miss Lewis, something came up for Dr. Landale this morning and she has to take some time off. We're really sorry," the nurse said apologetically
Her silence only made Lucas more convinced of his assumption. "So you really did forget something. Is it something related to me?"Serenity bit her lip. "Mr. Gomez, your imagination is far too rich. It's true that I came here for hypnotherapy, but not for the reason you said. The treatment is for some other problems that I have. As you know, I was imprisoned for three years, so I have mental health issues like anxiety, among other things."He looked at her intently, as if trying to discern the truth in her words. "Really? You have an anxiety disorder?" She returned his gaze. "And how do you know that I don't?"He suddenly leaned in closer, pressing his finely chiseled face close to hers. "Did you know that the words you said while holding onto my hand at the convention were exactly the same words that the little girl who saved me said when I was a child?"Like I said, I was just talking gibberish," she said with a straight face. "Gibberish?" he snorted. "You grabbed my hand and
Serenity stopped struggling. She took a deep breath to calm herself and said, "The person who saved you is Lynette. Isn't that the result of your own investigation? Why are you suddenly asking me that question? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"Her words doused him like cold water, causing his face to pale."If Lynette were here and heard you ask me that, how do you think she would feel?" Serenity asked.His bloodshot eyes were fixed on her. All the evidence he found had indeed pointed to Lynette Blossom.All the evidence told him that Lynette Blossom was the person he was looking for.Despite that, he could not shake the feeling that Serenity Lewis was the right one. Was it because of her appearance? Or was it because of the look he sometimes saw in her eyes?Even though the world had been cruel to her, she still held onto a trace of dignity. Her sense of justice simply... reminded him so much of the little girl!"Are you... really not her?" Such simple words, but it was a stru