“Are you sure you want to come here?” asked Serenity in disbelief.

“Is there anything wrong with this place?” Jackson replied with another question. “Didn’t you bring me to a night market before? I think they’re pretty similar.”

“But that was when I had no idea who you were.” Honestly, had she known Jackson’s true identity, she never would have brought him clothes shopping at the night market.

“Why does that matter? Whether in the past or in the future, I’ll always be your Jack,” he said wi