All Chapters of My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!: Chapter 1801 - Chapter 1810

"What if I become too dependent on you? I wouldn't want to be a burden to you," Serenity joked.Jackson glanced up at Serenity. "Serenity, you'd never be a burden to me. You're my world," he declared, making her heart pound.Serenity moved out of the bed, overwhelmed with feelings. Jackson was so seriously in love with her, both then and now. "What's wrong? Do you need water? Or the bathroom?" Jackson asked, concerned. He stood up and walked briskly to her."Nothing, it's just…" Serenity paused before admitting, "I just want to touch you." After getting the bandage removed, Serenity had to apply a scar removal ointment to the surgical wound daily, but she still could not use her fingers. She had to use electrical stimulation in physical therapy daily, using a mild electric current to stimulate the nerves in the hands."So, where do you want to touch? My face?" Jackson murmured, gently taking Serenity's hand in his.Jackson placed Serenity's hand against his slightly cool chee

Yara Jenkins stood aside, observing Serenity's interaction with Caden. "Mrs. Valor, I hope you don't mind that much. Caden is still young. Don't worry about him living with us. We'll take good care of him!" Yara said warm-heartedly, completely forgetting how they had been treating Caden before.The Jenkins family would love for Caden to stay with them, the longer the better. Their connections to the Valor family would give them a better chance at social climbing.Lisa walked over from the store and heard Yara speaking to Serenity. Yara was so pretentious and had a lot of nerve saying that. "I wonder who was the one who beat such a young child until the boy was covered with bruises," she sneered, and Yara stiffened. Lisa crouched down and spoke to Caden at eye level. "Caden, you must know how much your mother has suffered for you. She's the reason you're right here, waiting for your sister to come home from school. She risked her life to save you!"Caden remained silent, his lips p

Lisa sighed at Yanny's nervousness. "Fine. I won't tell your mom, but you'd better call me if this happens again. I'll talk to your teacher, and hopefully, we can stop them from talking about you like that again!""Thank you, Aunt Lisa!" Yanny answered nicely.Lisa patted Yanny on the head. The boy was too mature for his age, and she sometimes felt bad for him. Yanny was only nine, but he had already been through exceptional hardships compared to other children his age.Lisa and Yanny did not notice a figure listening from the doorway. Clara leaned against the wall, her eyes brimming with tears.She knew Yanny might face discrimination due to his inability to hear, but she never thought it would happen like this. Yanny had never told her anything about it, and she assumed that his classmates were nice enough not to discriminate against him.Clara had always wanted Yanny to grow up like a normal kid, so she sent him to an ordinary school, hoping he would live healthily and happily.

At the end of the piano piece, Fred asked in a low voice. "Why did you help me? Why did you stop the other kid and take my side?" "Because you're my friend! Of course, I have to help! Besides, they were wrong. What your mother did wasn't your doing! Why should they insult you?" Jacqueline said boldly.Fred stared blankly at Jackie, surprised by her words. Friend? No! He and Jackie would never be friends!Later, in the living room, Serenity looked at Jenny's son and sighed in her heart. She was amazed by the boy's superb piano skills when she first met him, but she never thought he would be Jenny's son."You must be Fred. We've met before, remember? I'm Micah and Jackie's mom. You can call me Aunt Serene," Serenity said. She did not want the grudges of their generation to spread to the next generation. Fred was staying with the Valor family because Jackie insisted on keeping the boy with her. In that case, Serenity hoped the boy would live peacefully here and not foster hatred from

While on the way home, Jackson glanced over at Fred with indifference. Although Fred was only five years old, Jackson was unflinching and spoke directly to the point."You've met your mother. I don't know what you're thinking right now, but I want to tell you this. Be a good boy. Don't you try to do anything silly or hurt Jackie and Micah!"Fred stared up at Jackson. "So, Uncle Jackson, when are you sending me away?"Jackson arched an eyebrow, surprised at the boy's grasp. Jackson never intended to let Fred stay with them for a long time."Once Jackie gets tired of you, she'll let you leave. But before that, you'd better stay with her, understand? If you can keep her happy, I'll naturally arrange a better place for you to go."Fred unconsciously wrung his hands in fear, his forehead covered in cold sweat. The little boy looked pretty calm at the moment, but he was still too young, unable to hide his nervousness. "Am I just… Jackie's toy?" the boy asked.Jackson's lips curled in