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...

allow another man to

very idea of it plunged his heart into a roiling storm of

he'd turned back, and rushed to the

with Dale willingly; she'd been

of the evening meant that those terrifying

again, her tears began to fall

something was wrong, and then I pleaded with him to

was crying

even talking about them made you

cold as ice. He took out his

and collect the culprit. I'll let

arrived, and took

Jasper drove Willow home.

still carried a

was

with a sense of security

straight ahead, her vision still slightly fuzzy. She was

also focused on