Feeling her breaths, Edward Noah Jackson's heart felt a bit itchy.
It had been more than a year since they last met... Her hair had grown a lot longer!
Although it still couldn't compare to how it was back then...
But this version of her really did resemble the Jessica Webb who had stayed by his side for two years.
She always wore a smile on her face, her voice soft... showing no signs of pretense, so pure... flawless.
This... was the real her!
The Jessica Webb who had been imprisoned in his villa in the suburbs for a few months was not the real Jessica Webb...
.........
Jessica Webb was in a deep sleep, but Edward Noah Jackson hadn't slept at all. The fireplace needed constant feeding of firewood, or else the temperature of the room would drop, and she wouldn't be able to sleep so soundly.
His actions when adding wood were as gentle as possible, to keep her in deep sleep, undisturbed...