Chapter 38. Do You Like This Dress?

Emma descended the staircase with light but determined steps. The polished mahogany steps reflected the soft glow of the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, creating a warm and familiar atmosphere. She took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet aroma of freshly toasted bread that filled the air.

As Emma entered the kitchen, she wasn’t surprised to find Jackson standing at the stove, wearing a pristine white apron. He held a spatula in one hand, carefully flipping strips of bacon in the pan. With one hand, he stirred the eggs, and with the other, he checked the crispness of the toast. On the nearby dining table, a plate of fresh fruit was already beautifully arranged with watermelon, strawberries, and kiwi neatly sliced. A small vase with a few fresh white daisies was placed delicately in the center, adding a touch of elegance to the kitchen.

“Good morning,” Emma greeted softly, her voice warm and gentle. Jackson looked up at her, his eyes sparkling with joy at the sight of