Alyssa's heart was still racing. She played it cool and asked, "After that... You've never tried to look for that woman?"

"I've never stopped searching for her. But I don't even know her name or what she looks like. There's no way for me to look for her." Jasper chuckled to himself. "I gave her a nickname—the White Dove. It represents hope. I was able to return from the battlefield alive all because of her. That was how I began to hope again."

Alyssa's eyes welled up again. At this point in time, she was content regardless of whether he knew of her identity as the White Dove.

Jasper and Alyssa tidied up the kitchen and the living room. They took a bath together and changed into a clean set of matching pajamas.

They were about to go upstairs to rest when Xavier returned.

"Welcome back, Xavier. Have you had dinner? I'll warm something up for you if you haven't eaten," Alyssa asked in a concerned tone.

The way she spoke to him wasn't like an employer speaking to an employee at all. Instead, she acted like his caring elder sister.

"I. I'm not hungry."

was dark. It was

to say a word, they knew what the other person was thinking.

I feel like having some red wine to help me fall asleep. Come and have a drink with me," Jasper

going to turn

two to drink. My back is killing me

and caressed her gently. He whispered,

isn't good for you. Don't forget how

Jasper in the chest. Her cheeks blushed pink. She nudged him softly, "Alright, go

chat with Xavier. Im

bottle of fine wine. He sat

that Jasper was pouring wine for him. He jumped to his feet immediately as he wasn't used to being served like that.

Mr. Beckett. I don't deserve to have

face. "Oh, knock it off. There's just the two of us here.

Xavier was speechless.

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