Chapter 3

“I’m sorry,” Serenity’s face suddenly turned red. “I… I was just… If… If you’ve got nowhere to go, you can stay with me here.”

She blurted those words out nervously at first, but now that she had gotten it off her chest, she was filled with a sense of relief.

The man’s obsidian-like eyes were fixed on her flushed red face, and a look of surprise seemed to have flashed across his face.

“If you don’t want to stay here,” she said, biting her lips, “it’s fine. Just pretend that I never said anything.”

His thin lips finally parted as he asked, “Do you want me to stay here?”

His voice was as cold as a winter spring, and the silence of the room made it sound even more crystal clear.

Had those words come from another man’s lips, it would have sounded like flirting. However, this man’s voice made it sound as if it was a factual question that demanded a definite ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer. There was simply no room for ambiguity or mystery in his tone, even his eyes were perfectly calm.

Serenity pursed her lips and replied, “Yes, I’d like you to stay here.”

And that was her honest answer.

He stared at her, and a faint smile slowly bloomed on his thin lips as he said, “Okay, then.”

him smile, and although it was such a faint and

***

Serenity went off to work, she gave Jackson 5 dollars so that he could get himself something to

building, there

man greeted when

go,” Jackson casually

parked in front of him, looking at the five-dollar bill in his hand.

car, “The woman you were with last night is a contract worker at the

after serving her full

Connor continued while carefully studying his boss’s expressions. “Her name is Serenity Lewis. Three years ago, she was the one who killed Miss Mira Hall in a car crash. She was charged with drunk driving. She’s also Zeke Shaw’s ex-girlfriend. She was sentenced to three years in prison, and her

faint but playful smile cropped up

to marry him, so he had agreed, seeing that she was a pretty good candidate for a wife, and if he had to choose a woman to marry, Mira seemed not to be a bad choice at all. But then, she had unexpectedly died in a car crash before the wedding could

Hall, Jackson wondered what kind of expressions he

the first time a woman had ever taken his hand and boldly brought him back to her place before confessing

Jackson asked, “Connor, what kind of woman

what to say. “I guess it depends on what kind of woman you like, Mr.

Jackson blushed slightly.

ready on my desk when I get back to the office,”

wondering if Mr. Valor

***

and saying that since

her. In fact, over the last three

old then. Three

get the best grades in her

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