Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Jackson's face seemed to light up, maybe because he finally had someone he could lean on. His gaze was fixed on Fiona, his eyes filled with warmth.

"Fiona," he murmured, his voice so soft it could melt the hardest of hearts.

"I'm here," Fiona whispered back, staying quietly by his side.

It was probably the first time in years Jackson felt so at ease. When he first joined the Woods family's branch in the city, he had to hustle nonstop to make his mark, leaving no room for rest. But now, after all those years, they finally had a breather.

Fiona got him, and even more, she understood all the struggles they'd been through.

"Big brother, this is just the beginning. We'll head to the States and dig up the truth. No one's going to stop us, and no one's going to hide what happened."

Fiona was spot on, and Jackson knew it. For now, he was just savoring the moment.

Noticing the cold plate on the table, she chuckled, "Haven't been eating well, huh? You've lost some weight."

Her heart ached a bit as she called out to the staff to bring over some fresh food. Soon, a steaming bowl of chicken and corn chowder arrived.

feeding Jackson spoonfuls like he was a

couch

clear he hadn't been resting well, looking completely worn out. If someone as tough

but he woke up instantly, looking at her

blanket," she whispered, worried her words might upset

pleaded, his voice hoarse and a bit choked up,

here,"

a blanket over him and keeping her hand in his. Her eyes mirrored the serene image of

her chin on her hand,

with a tender

Before long,

on the

against the

off to

Jackson was already awake, watching her with a playful twinkle

met, and a soft