My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 130

Like a lost little kitten, Willow cried into Jasper's arms.

Her tears soaked into his shirt, warm and wet, causing the fabric to adhere to his lean muscular chest, and searing his heart with the heat of her emotions.

He hesitated just a moment longer, but then wrapped his arms securely around her, and let her cry.

Time went by. Moments became minutes.

Having cried for a good long while, Willow felt better now, and some of her strength had returned.

Realizing that this might not be an appropriate situation to be in with her own boss, Willow pulled away and straightened up, blinking at him with red, raw eyes. "Sorry! I've dirtied your shirt! I'll clean it for you!" Her voice was hoarse now, and also kind of choked. Hearing those words from her stung Jasper's heart.

With everything that she'd just gone through, she was still worried about his shirt?

She deserved better than this.

He untied the rope from her wrists. "What exactly happened, here?"

Here he'd assumed that she was hooking up with Dale White. The personal affairs of his employees were none of his business. He'd never been one to get involved in such sordid matters. He would have just forgotten all about seeing them together... Except... when he thought about the scent of Willow's body... the soft, tender texture of her skin... exactly the same as that woman who'd saved him, five years ago...

man to taste her sweet,

idea of it plunged his heart into

so he'd turned back, and rushed to

Willow hadn't come with Dale willingly; she'd been kidnapped

events of the evening meant that those terrifying moments came back to

again, her tears

could barely speak to answer, "I hailed a cab to get home, but the driver turned out to be Dale White. It took me a moment to realize something was wrong, and then I pleaded with him to stop the car, but he wouldn't stop... he brought me here, into this parking lot...

down, unable to continue. She was crying too much, she couldn't speak, her whole body

talking about them made you feel like

cold as ice. He took out his handphone and made

an attempted kidnapping. Come here and collect the culprit. I'll let your chief inspector know. No need to go easy on this

police arrived, and

Jasper drove Willow home.

carried a trace of his

he was still holding her

arms, his broad, powerful chest providing her with a sense of security that

straight ahead, her vision still

also