SWNOVELS Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Jackson’s bedroom was not far away.
Oneida arrived after walking just a few steps.
Standing at the door and looking at the wide and quiet door, she was a little nervous.
After a moment of hesitation, she reached out her hand and gently knocked on the door.
“Jackson?” she called out in a low voice.
“Jackson!” Oneida pursed her lips and continued, “There’s thunder outside. I’m a little afraid…”
In truth, Oneida was not afraid of thunder.
She was just making an excuse.
She was pretending to be weak.
As soon as she finished speaking, the door was opened.
Jackson appeared in front of her.
The man was sitting in a wheelchair with an elegant posture. He was in silk pajamas, exposing part of his delicate collarbones.
Jackson stared at Oneida coldly.
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Oneida clenched the quilt and pillow, acted pitiful, and said, “Jackson, thunder is so scary…”
She looked down helplessly and said, “I can’t sleep…”
“And?” Jackson curved his lips slightly and asked faintly.
“Can I sleep in your room?” Oneida looked up at Jackson with bright eyes and said her intention.
Her request obviously caught Jackson off guard.
“Sleep with me?” Jackson asked back with a faint expression, his pleasant voice low and magnetic.
Oneida’s cheeks flushed when she heard that.
She waved her hand. “Not necessarily… As long as I’m with you, Jackson. I can sleep on the floor…”
Jackson glanced at her with his lips pursed and said nothing.
Oneida thought he didn’t want it, so she looked down and said, “If you don’t want to, just forget about it…”
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.
“Wait.”
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Jackson stopped her and said, “Come in.”
Jackson’s words sounded as if a melodious rhythm to Oneida.
She smiled and followed Jackson into his bedroom.
Jackson’s bedroom was very simple.
The main color was a simple pure color. With only a few things and furnishings, it looked a little cold and empty.
“Jackson, I’ll just lay on the floor.”
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Oneida put her pillow and thin quilt on the floor. When she saw Jackson approaching the edge of the bed, she immediately followed him.
“Jackson, let me help you.”
She knew that Jackson’s legs would recover in the future.
In the near future, Jackson would make a stunning appearance in front of everyone, telling the world that he was not disabled and ugly, and telling them how amazing he was.
Yet, Oneida was not sure about when would Jackson’s legs recover.
The man in front of Oneida didn’t refuse her approach but let her help him.
Oneida easily helped Jackson to the bed.
Then, she went to tidy up her bed on the floor.
Jackson looked at her quietly.
The petite woman squatted on the floor in her slack pajamas making her look even thinner. She looked like a poor girl tidying up her bed quietly.
Jackson, who had always been cold–hearted, couldn’t help but feel compassionate.
“You sleep on the bed,” he said subconsciously.
Oneida was stunned and thought she had misheard.
After a while, she looked up at Jackson.
The man was looking at her too, but his deep eyes could not be seen clearly under the dim light.
“Really, Jackson?” Oneida didn’t expect Jackson to offer her sleep in his bed.
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