Lucas had drawn all these paintings. It was all the image of her carrying him down the hill or images of them relying on each other in the forest.All they could rely on was each other at that time.For the first time, he realized the little girl was so important to him. He might not have survived without her.Among these paintings, there was only one exception.It was not a painting of a child. Instead, it was an adult woman's portrait. The woman smiled softly, her eyes reminding him of water, gentle and strong. It was a very comfortable image. Her gaze made him feel calm and at ease.Lucas stood close to the woman's portrait, his dark eyes staring at the person in the painting, and a rare hint of pain flashed in his usually indifferent eyes.If Serenity had been here, she would have recognized the portrait immediately. It was her!"Why is it not you?" A cold voice rang in the studio, but there was no response.The woman in the portrait continued looking at him with a gentle,

Someone suddenly kicked the man to the ground before he could say anything else."Oh, sorry. I couldn't stop in time," Jackson said flatly, his left foot still stepping on the man's chest, crushing him.The man screamed in pain, his face red. He could not shake away the foot that was on his chest.Uncle Francis, Uncle Desmond, and Aunt Theresa saw the commotion and rushed over, trying to calm him. "Mr. Valor... W-Why do this at a funeral?""It would be disrespectful to the dead if something were to happen.""The man's just spouting nonsense. Mr. Valor, please don't take him seriously!"Jackson looked at the three siblings nonchalantly. "I think Granny wouldn't want to see someone slandering her granddaughter in such a manner. She might agree with me. What do you think?" His smile was cold and unfriendly, sending chills down the spine of the three."Of course! Of course!""Yeah. He's just trying to cause trouble because Serenity refused his marriage proposal!""People like him

Serenity sat in the car and looked out the window, watching the landscape moving past her quickly. She hummed softly, filling the car with a soothing and gentle tune. Jackson arched an eyebrow. He waited until Serenity had finished humming before asking, "What song is this?""Walk of Life, a classic." Serenity explained, "Granny loved it. She was the one who taught me to sing this song. I used to sing it all the time, but I couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics when I was younger. The older I got, the more I understood the meaning of the lyrics.""A nice song indeed," Jackson agreed."Yeah. It's a shame Granny can't teach me anything anymore," Serenity murmured, a tired look on her face.Serenity had barely slept for the past few days. She had spent most of her time sitting beside Granny's casket or busy with the funeral, only sleeping three to four hours because she did not have time to sleep."If you're tired, just close your eyes and rest. It's two hours away by car,"

She touched her forehead and discovered that it was covered in beads of cold sweat. What was happening to her now? Was it a nightmare? That hillside she had just dreamt of was the same one in the small town where she had grown up.Besides... That scene in the dream... Serenity bit her lips without realizing it. The sun was shining brilliantly outside the window. She looked at the time—it was already 11 o'clock. She had really slept for a long time.She turned to the nightstand and found a note Jackson had left for her. His handwriting was long and thin but strong and firm at the same time. She thought it looked very beautiful. As she read it, she found out that he had left for work at the company early in the morning to deal with all the work accumulated over the past few days but that he would be home in time to have dinner with her.Seeing his handwriting made Serenity feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and the panic and anxiety she had felt in that dream earlier slowly dissipated.

"A year?" Lisa repeated in a low voice, then asked, "Does that mean that you're going to postpone your wedding with Jackson?"Serenity nodded, "I haven't told him about it yet, though. I'll do it tonight and see what he thinks about it."Still, she had a hunch that he would agree to it because ever since they had started dating, he had always agreed to everything she asked.Lisa studied her friend's wearied, worn-down face and then suggested, "Why don't you come with me to the mall, Serenity? Terry wants me to attend a gala with him, and he told me to pick up a dress he ordered for me in a boutique at the mall nearby."To be frank, Lisa had never had any desire to attend any banquets or galas at all because she hated to be the center of people's attention, but Terry seemed to have gotten addicted to dragging her everywhere with him and just would not take no for an answer.What was even more exasperating was that when she gave him an excuse of being too busy having to work overtim