The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
The Second Act 328

Chapter 328

Oneida had been married off, and Samuel had known about it for a while now. Initially, he was clueless. It was his brother. Charles, who personally broke the news to him. He was completely taken aback when he first heard it. Ida, his dear Ida, was only nineteen and she had been given away by her family to marry someone with a disability. He was both shocked and enraged, itching to confront the Chaser family right away. But Charles assured him that Ida had married willingly and was not mistreated in any way. Even so, Samuel couldn't help himself and went to get answers from Oneida directly. Her response was the same as Charles had conveyed-She was quite fond of the man named Jackson. With that assurance, Samuel managed to calm down. But still, a slight sense of gloom lingered in his heart. He had only just reconnected with Oneida, and right away, she belonged to someone else's family. He hadn't had the chance to make up for lost time.

"Uncle Samuel, you know where I live?" Oneida couldn't help asking when she heard Samuel was coming to pick her up.

Samuel was snapped out of his thoughts by her question. Regaining focus, he replied, "Of course, I know. You and that Bane guy live at Garrison Mansion. I'll come pick you up there."

Oneida couldn't help but smile when she heard "the Bane guy". It seemed like ever since Samuel found out about Jackson, he had never taken a liking to him. He always referred to Jackson as that Bane guy." Now, hearing Samuel use that title was quite gratifying for Oneida. "Alright, thanks, Uncle Samuel," Oneida replied, her smile growing broader.

Meanwhile. In Cece's bedroom. The doctor had arrived. Cece herself lay on the bed, looking listless and drained. Her face showed little vigor but inside, her mind was racing, as her eyes couldn't stop glancing towards Jackson. Jackson stood at a distance. He remained by the door, his handsome features cold and indifferent. He showed no emotion whatsoever.

Cece wished he would come closer. But the doctor was right there, examining her, making it awkward for her to speak up. Truth be told, she knew she was not badly hurt. She had dressed warmly today, so even after having hot soup spilled all over her, she was fine. And the fall she took was all an act-she managed her own strength, so of course, she wouldn't get injured. Her melodramatic response was just a ploy to gain Jackson's sympathy.

"The lady seems fine; just some minor redness and swelling on the skin. A bit of ointment should do the trick," the doctor said after the check-up.

Jackson, listening, nodded silently: "Unders

The doctor left after providing the ointment, and Carlos escorted him out. Suddenly, the room was left with only Jackson and Cece.

Cece pulled a face, coquettishly addressing Jackson, "Jackson, could you please help me apply the ointment?" As she spoke, she furrowed her brows, hinting at the pain she was in, "It still hurts a bit, and I probably can't apply it myself."

Jackson's expression remained unchanged, still calm and indifferent. He glanced at Cece and simply stated, "I'll have the maid help you."

Cece's eyes widened in disbelief. She looked at the man before her, her grip tightening. Jackson actually refused her. She had thought that Jackson would always be soft-hearted towards her.

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