Samuel spoke loudly, trying to hide the nervousness gnawing at his mind. If this plan succeeded, he would avoid going to prison for his embezzlement. But if it failed? Then another case would be added to his record. And now he had dragged his two younger siblings into participating. Thinking about all of this made Samuel increasingly anxious.“You ungrateful men, Jenny’s own uncles! What exactly do you plan to do by kidnapping her?!”Jackson wanted to strike the two middle-aged men immediately, but he restrained himself, thinking of Jennyfer’s safety while she was unconscious.“Have you arrived already? Why all the commotion?”Suddenly, a voice came from a room below. A woman stepped out, her words clear.Madam Ester?!Yes, it was Madam Ester—Jennyfer’s own mother.Jackson was stunned once again. His shock made his mouth fall open involuntarily.“M-Mother? So you…?” Jackson couldn’t continue.His heart ached and felt pierced. All this time, he had believed in the pure, noble love of a

Jennyfer carefully lifted Jackson’s head and rested it on her lap. His face was smeared with red—his own blood.Trembling with fear, she gently wiped his face with her hands.“Don’t you love her? You wanted to marry her, right? If I die, you’ll be free. You can marry her whenever you want,” she whispered.Jackson smiled faintly, a bitter smile filled with deep disappointment at his little girl, who had again chosen to marry her greatest enemy.“Jenny never loved him! Jenny never wanted to marry him! She doesn’t want to—” Jennyfer said, sobbing.“Is that so?” Jackson asked softly.“Of course. Because Jenny—” Jennyfer trailed off, unable to continue her words.She wept silently, while Bramasta laughed heartily, delighted at seeing Jackson near death. He would have Jennyfer, and all the amassed Raksa family inheritance would be his.“Because what?” Jackson asked gently, his eyes full of tenderness.“Because Jenny… loves you, Brother. Jenny loves you, Jackson! Hic!”Jennyfer blurted out t

In a high-class hospital, Jennyfer lay weakly on the bed. Her long hair fell loosely around her, and an IV needle was attached to her wrist.Jackson sat on a chair beside her bed, resting his head on the edge while holding the fingers of his little girl, who seemed to have drifted into sleep. It was nearly 3 a.m.Jackson’s face and body were now clean, free from the blood stains that had marked his clothes and skin earlier. He had changed into fresh clothes that Albert had delivered just moments ago. His handsome face bore no scratches, though the corners of his lips were slightly red, and faint bruises were beginning to form around them.Jackson couldn’t close his eyes. He felt deeply for the condition of his beloved girl. He didn’t need to inform anyone of her state, because even now, he didn’t know if any family member truly cared for her with genuine affection.No one knew what had happened to his little girl—except Albert, who had lied about her whereabouts, keeping his promise t

Jackson instinctively reached out to help, making sure Jennyfer’s clothes were properly adjusted without even looking down. His warm hands brushed lightly against her waist, sending a shiver through her. Jennyfer’s heart pounded uncontrollably, and her cheeks turned bright red from the sudden rush of warmth.When he finished helping her, Jackson gently cupped her face, lifting her chin so their eyes met.Tap.For a long moment, they simply stared at each other — those mismatched eyes locking together, shimmering with emotion neither could put into words.“Are you feeling shy, Jenny?” Jackson asked softly, a teasing smile curving his lips. “Your face is as red as a ripe tomato.”Jennyfer bit her lower lip, unable to respond. The way Jackson looked at her — tender yet intense — made her heartbeat go wild.“B-Brother, w-we’re not… I mean, we haven’t…” she stammered, too flustered to finish her sentence.Jackson’s expression softened but his voice carried quiet strength.“Jenny, we are hu

At that moment, Jennyfer began to try to understand the situation.Yes, maybe it was true that they were married—but of course, it wasn’t a real, legal marriage. It was a trap, a setup.Now, Jennyfer was trying to make peace with that. She didn’t want to keep blaming Jackson, who was also just a victim of that strange marriage.“Yes, but later. We should ask the doctor first.”“But Jenny already feels fine.”“Alright then. I’ll go downstairs to buy some food. Stay here and don’t go anywhere.”“Hmm.”Jackson could clearly see that Jennyfer looked different now. Her face no longer carried the same smile since their last conversation. He started to wonder if he had said something wrong without realizing it.Before leaving, Jackson poured her some warm water and handed it to her.“Here, drink this first.”Jennyfer obeyed and took the warm water he offered. Her lips stayed silent.There were so many things she wanted to ask, but her heart already felt too weak before any words could come o