My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 53

To think he would actually hold her up.

By 'hold', Willow didn't mean this.

Mr. Hughes probably didn't learn his language well so he couldn't understand what she meant.

Willow was lifted to the point where her heels had left the ground, so she had to stand on tiptoes. Her other arm was grasping her tray tightly in fear of the red wine shattering to the ground. Those were worth twenty thousand dollars.

Held in her hand was twenty-thousand dollars worth of red wine. Standing before her was a man's icy expression with a blizzard raging behind his dark eyes, threatening to freeze her whole being. Willow's chest tightened under the pressure and she panicked.

Her eyelashes were quivering as she blinked nervously. She urged in a weak voice, "Mr. Hughes, calm down. Please put me down. I can't breathe..."

She was wearing a tight-fitted V-neck dress. His fist was pressing against her throat when he lifted her by the collar, and his knuckles were obstructing her breathing.

Her throat was hurting while she suffocated.

She was weak as an ant in the presence of Jasper's masculinity. It

her thighs were about to be exposed

notice Willow's thighs with the way they

a spark of irritation and frowned. He let

lost the man's support, Willow lost her balance and staggered backward. She tried hard to balance herself, but it

been clutching onto

The glass bottles

was as if Willow's heart had shattered as well. Her jaw dropped in shock, and she didn't even care about the aching pain in her butt. The floor was covered in glass shards and red wine with bits

and cried in distress, "No! My wine! Sob..." She had

afford it even if

earn

were reducing, but

to feed at home, and she needed the money to buy milk powder and winter

matter how optimistic she was, twenty thousand dollars and the pressure