Chapter 470

The more dependent on him she got, the more likely it was that it might slowly and gradually become a habit of hers to always rely on him... He leaned down and gently kissed her red and swollen face. The kiss was so soft and tender that it felt like a feather playfully tickling her face. "Just rely on me, then," he murmured. "I want nothing more than for you to be dependent on me." How he wished that she would always depend on him so much that she could never leave him... About half an hour later, the Valor family doctor arrived at the Valor Residence. After examining the reddened bruises on Serenity's face, he prescribed some medicine to reduce the swelling. After the doctor had left, Serenity was just about to apply the medicine, but Jackson quickly snatched it before she could and said, "Let me help you." "Okay," she replied briefly. He then dipped his long fingers in the ointment and gently spread it on her face. His gentle touch was followed by the cool feeling left by the ointment which significantly soothed the burning sensation on her face. As he gently caressed her face, he murmured, "Why do you always have to make me worry about you, hmm? You keep getting hurt all the time." Serenity found herself unable to argue with him because it really did seem... that ever since meeting him, she was always getting hurt from minor injuries. "If only I could keep you at home all the time," he said, "then no one could ever hurt you again. That way, I won't ever see any injuries on your body again." Every time she got hurt, it always felt as if his heart was pierced by something sharp. "How can I possibly stay at home all the time?" she muttered, thinking that he was only joking. He withdrew his fingers and wiped the ointment residue on his fingers with a tissue. Then, he leaned down, looked into her eyes, and said, "If you keep getting hurt like this, I'll really keep you at home all the time. Even if you don't mind getting hurt, I mind it. I don't want to see you injured ever again." His deep dark eyes were full of earnestness. Serenity stared at the man in front of her and realized that he... was serious?! He was not joking at all! "That's it," he said, "you should go back to your room now. You should rest if you're tired." As he spoke, he picked her up and carried her in his arms. She let out a low cry in surprise but then almost instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and could not help reminding him, "I can walk on my own, you know." She had only been slapped on the face and was unharmed anywhere else. "I feel more secure carrying you like this," he said. "I'm worried that you might accidentally stumble and fall again." Serenity could not help but blush. Was he treating her like a child? After carrying her into the room, he then gently placed her on the bed. "You must be tired," he said. "You should take a rest now." Serenity nodded. In fact, she really was feeling a bit tired now. She lay down and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep not long afterward. Jackson gazed at her sleeping face. Apart from the tenderness and pain he felt for Serenity's sake, there was also dangerous hostility in his eyes. The Hall family... It looked like he had let them live in peace and prosperity for too long. Long enough that they forgot an important thing... *** When Serenity finally woke up, she realized that it was already getting dark outside. "Ah!" she yelped before springing up suddenly on the bed. Good Lord! She had forgotten to buy the things she wanted to bring with her when visiting Grandma! "What's wrong?" a voice asked, followed by the sound of rushing footsteps. "Why did you scream so loud?" Serenity turned toward the direction of the voice only to realize that the door connecting her room and Jackson's was not closed, and at that moment, Jackson was dashing in from the other room toward her.