Jackson seemed to know what she was thinking. He said, "Don't worry, I won't let the old man do anything to you."

She put down the empty bowl, stood up, and said, "Get some rest. I'm going back to my room."

He grabbed her sleeve before she could turn away. He raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes bright.

"Jackson, what are you doing?" she asked.

"You still have feelings for me, don't you? If you didn't care, you wouldn't have watched over me, you wouldn't have made sure I took my