Emily hadn't seen Jackson for almost a week.

The last time at the city hall, if it weren't for him, Nathan would have forced her. No matter how bad Jackson's attitude was, Emily remembered his favor.

"Um..." Emily asked awkwardly, "What's bothering you?"

"My heart."

"...Heart disease?"

Jackson was furious. "No heart disease. My body is as strong as a bull, my heart is perfectly fine!"

Emily took a step back, avoiding his anger.

"If it's not a heart problem, then what is it?"

"I just can't figure it out," Jackson stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at her, "You're pretty, but there are many pretty women...