When Jackson said that, his voice was magnetic and low, with an extreme tenderness that was rare for men. He tried to soften his voice as much as possible to coax and comfort her.
Beside him, she was reluctant to raise her face. Jackson moved towards her tender lips, wanting to kiss her.
She was in poor health, so he would not do it for the time being, just in case it would hurt her.
She was right in front of him and the kiss wouldn't hurt her, so he kissed her hard.
She lowered her head and dodged, as if she had calmed down, but as if she hadn't at the same time. In fact, this was all a deliberate act after the little woman had calmed down.
"It seems that I don't show enough love for you. Otherwise, you wouldn't question me, right?" Jackson kept kissing her. He pinched her chin with his long fingers, kissed her lips and her neck. And his other hand probed through her waist and into her dress.
