My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 64

Jasper frowned, deeply upset; but it didn't really bother him, so he kept on going.

Tyson staggered along behind him, terrified that one wrong step might cause him to slip and fall into the wet mud all around them. His clothes would be ruined! He didn't want to even imagine it...

Jasper used to be a soldier, and so had trained his sense of balance; Tyson was just an ordinary guy, and struggled to keep his footing here.

Soon, he had fallen way behind.

Jasper was alone by the time he reached the graveyard. Tyson was still struggling to make his way through the mud.

Having finished paying their respects, Lara and Helen had taken the four children to a dried-up pond to pick some reeds.

Those reeds had grown tall... tall enough to hide them all from sight.

Willow and Samantha were alone in the graveyard.

was tidying things

She was sitting on a cushion nearby,

saw was Willow. His dark eyes grew soft, and he

was deep and enchanting. It was an unexpected sound

thought she'd only imagined it. At that moment, she was kneeling on the ground, gathering the weeds into a bundle to dispose

was a remarkably handsome man, finely dressed and mighty of stature. Every detail of his fair face was exquisite. His deeply carved eyes were highlighted by long, long

speak, absolutely smitten

then, she shot to her feet, eyes wide with shock. "Jasper! Er... Mr Hughes, sir," she babbled frantically, "What

on the top floor of the Hughes Corporation

would he suddenly be out here,

here to visit somebody's grave," he answered, striding

good manners. "But why would you come here

resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She had one face to show rich people, but wore another one when talking

frowned at the cushion on the ground, clearly unimpressed. Avoiding it entirely, he instead walked over to a patch of grass

graves here, simple earthen mounds arranged neatly in rows, each one marked with a small