The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)

Chapter 68

She gently combed his fringe and trimmed the fringe little by little with a pair of scissors. She looked

very focused. All her concentration was on the fringe. She did not even notice the pair of beautiful eyes

under the fringe watching her.

Jackson stared at her. Her face was slightly red due to the cold weather. He looked at her pretty eyes,

her small nose, her pink lips, and her beautiful face. The more he looked at her, the harder he found it

to look away. Under the light, her body seemed

to emanate a warm aura.

“Okay, it’s done.” After a while, he suddenly heard her say.

“It’s done?” he asked. All the time he spent with her seemed to pass by very quickly.

“Mm–hmm.” She smiled and took two steps back to scrutinize him. “It’s not bad. My skills are pretty

good. We saved a few dollars.”

She chuckled, then took a dry towel and helped him dust off some of the fine strands of hair that had

fallen onto his face, neck

and clothes.

“All right, go take a shower,” said Serenity.

Jackson nodded, took a change of clothes and walked into the small bathroom. He let warm water

wash over his body. He looked down and saw the scar on his chest.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Time had passed and the scar had now become very shallow, but every time he saw it, it still reminded

him of that woman.

The woman who had abandoned him and his father.

This wound was probably the only thing that woman left for him.

At the time, he knelt and begged her not to leave him and his father, but she ruthlessly pushed him

away and left without looking back.

His chest slammed into a metal sp ik e. Afterwards, the doctor told him that the sp ik e was really close

to his heart. If it had been a little more to the side, he would have lost his life.

At that time, he told himself that the woman was no longer his mother.

After the death of his father, he was even more unwilling to have any expectations of anyone. Without

expectations, there would be no disappointment.

But…

Jackson turned off the faucet, grabbed a towel, dried his body and put on his clothes. When he walked

out of the bathroom, his eyes fell on Serenity who seemed to be looking at something at the table.

Since when did he start having expectations of her? He looked forward to seeing her smile, to seeing

her happy, to seeing her look at him with gentle eyes and call him “Jack“.

“Are you done showering? Let me help you blow your hair dry,” she said as she got up to get the hair

dryer.

He went over to the table and saw some papers she had spread out on the table. They were… copies

of the files from her old

case.

His eyes flickered. “What are you looking at?” he asked despite already knowing the answer.

“It’s something related to my case,” she replied. “Lisa helped me collect them.”

“Why are you looking at them?” he asked.

Yeah, why? Serenity asked herself that question all the time. She had tried to appeal her case for three

years but to no avail. She’s not even sure if she could locate the witnesses now. What could a

sanitation worker like her do?

“Maybe… it’s because there are still parts of this case that I can’t figure out,” Serenity muttered.

She could not figure out why her alcohol test showed that her Blood Alcohol Concentration was high

enough to reach the

standard of drunk driving even though she clearly did not drink any liquor that day.