Serena's POV:
From the luxurious life to the maid of his tiny apartment. Where my fate has thrown me? I can't believe I'm making coffee for him. He said he is feeling extreme headache and asked me to make coffee for him.
Well, I would have said no but I listened considering it his last wish. He is soon gonna be in jail anyway.
After making coffee for him, I went inside the room. He was turning his sides on the bed, clutching his head. I rolled my eyes and his behavior. He is acting like a baby. I placed the cup on the side table and sat beside him.
"Are you okay, Jack?" I asked him and he shook his head.
"Th- this is killing me, love." He hissed, fisting his hair. "This pain is killing me."
"I have made coffee for you. Take medicine and you will feel better." I told him and he sa
