The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
The Second Act 390

Chapter 390

Jackson couldn't respond to her.

Oneida watched quietly for a while, her gaze sticking to Jackson's face, never wandering away.

Oneida kept vigil by Jackson's side, unmoving.

Later, she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

When Oneida woke up again, sunlight had already filtered through the windows. It was dawn.

Without thinking, she opened her eyes wide but realized she wasn't by the bed anymore; instead, she was on it. "Awake?" A familiar and melodious voice caressed her ears, making Oneida's heart skip a beat. "Jackson?" She hastily scrambled up from the bed, her eyes instinctively darting toward the source of the voice.

Indeed, it was Jackson speaking to her.

Jackson had changed into clean clothes and stood neatly by the bed. His clear and handsome features were now restored to their usual luster, and as he quietly regarded Oneida, his eyes were tinged with a gentle warmth. Looking at Jackson, Oneida couldn't tell why, but a wave of bitterness rushed over her, and her

eyes reddened.

Oneida thought, 'Jackson... he's not just the man I love, but also the boy who once saved my life. Now, Jackson is looking at me with such focused eyes.

Suddenly, Oneida extended her arms and hugged Jackson tightly

She buried her head into the crisp white of his shirt.

Jackson, was caught off guard.

Jackson hadn't expected Oneida to throw herself into his arms as soon as she awoke.

She hugged him tightly, and Jackson could feel the strength in the young girl's hands. Jackson

was momentarily stunned, but quickly he wrapped his arms around the girl in front of him.

One of them standing and the other sitting on the bed, Oneida was at the perfect height to wrap her arms around Jackson's waist.

Oneida's face pressed tightly against the man's shirt, her eyes closed, tears uncontrollably streaming down her face.

She cried again.

These past few days, Oneida had shed many tears.

Because Oneida felt regret and guilt for not realizing until yesterday that her true savior had been by her side all along... Now, with Jacksonawake, a surge of emotion from nearly losing him but getting him back overwhelmed her heart. Even though this awakening was only temporary, a mere flash of consciousness before the end, Oneida still felt a joy that made her want to cry.

At least, Oneida saw Jackson, alive and standing before her.

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All the remorse, the heartache, and the joy of having him back flooded her heart, making Oneida's tears unstoppable.

Jackson..." Oneida murmured his name softly, clinging to him.

Jackson felt the dampness on his shirt, and his brows furrowed lightly.

"Ida..." Jackson held the girl tighter, feeling a bit at a loss.

Oneida was crying.

Jackson didn't have much experience in consoling anyone.

Unsure of what to do or say, he finally crouched down to meet Oneida eye to eye, his long fingers gently caressing her cheeks. Jackson cradled Oneida's face in his hands, tenderly wiping away her tears.

"What's wrong?" Jackson asked softly, "Did someone bully you?"

After saying that, Jackson's expression suddenly turned cold, and his dark eyes filled with chilling light "Who was it, tell me." Oneida stared into his eyes and gently shook her head.

"No one bullied me," Oneida said.

Oneida thought, 'It's you who has been harmed. I failed to protect you.'

Hearing her words, Jackson's expression softened and became affectionate as he tenderly stroked Oneida's cheek. In a hushed voice, he said, "Then why are you crying like this? It's rare to see you cry..." Oneida pursed her lips, mustering a smile, "I just missed you, Jackson... You collapsed so suddenly yesterday, and it frightened me..."

At the mention of "collapsed," Jackson's gaze paused, "Yesterday, ... collapsed? What did the doctor say?"

Jackson knew he had passed out, but he had awoken unexpectedly in the middle of the night.

Physically, he felt alright.

Noticing Oneida sleeping gently at his bedside, Jackson quietly lifted her and placed her on the bed to ensure she had a more comfortable rest.

However, the reason for his sudden collapse was still unknown to him.

He surmised that when he had fainted, Oneida and Victor must have summoned the doctor.

That's why Jackson wanted to know what the doctor had said.

Oneida laughed lightly, downplaying the gravity, as if there was nothing to worry about, "The doctor said you fainted from overworking... A good rest is all you need." Oneida had already reached an understanding with Victor; they didn't want to burden Jackson with the truth.

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So, she kept the truth from Jackson.

"Overworked?" Jackson's eyes darkened slightly, puzzled by the diagnosis, "I've been under more stress before without collapsing

At that, Oneida teased him, a playful smile on her face, "It means you're getting older, not as strong as you used to be." 09:31 Mon, Dec 16

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Hearing her say this, Jackson's train of thought derailed, and a smile tugged at his lips, "Are you saying I'm old?" 85%1

In reality, Jackson was only five years older than Oneida. At twenty-four, he was in the prime of his youth, certainly not old. Intent on jesting, Oneida playfully remarked, "Just a little..."

She hadn't anticipated that the very next second, Jackson would bounce-

Oneida found herself enveloped in Jackson's embrace, his cool breath filling her senses. "Jackson..." Oneida met his deep, somber eyes and involuntarily called out his name.

"Ok," Jackson hummed in response, his voice sounding a touch hoarse.

Oneida bit her lip, suddenly sensing the air around her seemed to be growing warmer.

Unbeknownst to her, Jackson's hand had found its way under her clothes.

Oneida's cheeks flushed, her breathing becoming erratic, "Jackson... You've just woken up, and-"

Glancing at the bright daylight outside, Oneida felt incredibly embarrassed.

Oneida thought, 'What's gotten into Jackson? Why does he always think about... that sort of thing...?'

"It's daytime." Oneida suddenly raised her voice, trying to underscore her point.

However, Jackson seemed fearless, his hands not ceasing in their movements at all.

Oneida was at a loss with how to handle him.

And then, remembering the toxin from the Water Death still in Jackson's system, her heart softened.

With a heavy sigh, Oneida resigned herself to endure...

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Cece stayed in her bedroom, restless.

Sleep eluded her and constantly fretted over Jackson; she couldn't possibly replace peace.

Cece thought, 'If anything were to happen to Jackson because of me, my conscience would never be clear.

Cece knew she was no saint, but she harbored a hope that Jackson would be well.

After all, Cece had feelings for Jackson.

Unable to remain confined to her bedroom any longer, Cece finally opened the door and stepped out, Unexpectedly, she ran right into Jackson and Oneida.

Cece thought, 'Jackson is already awake?'

Hand in hand, the couple walked downstairs as if they didn't notice Cece, smiles gracing their lips.

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