“W-Why do you have to speak so harshly? You’re cursing me, aren’t you?” Willow’s anger burned as she gritted her teeth and glared at him. At that moment, she observed Jasper driving the car through one road after another as if he had a destination.

“You don’t live here, do you?” she asked. curiously.

‘To a safe house,” he answered. “A safe house?” Willow blinked, and a flicker of thought crossed her mind. “Are you an undercover cop? Are you affiliated with Interpol?”

“No.” Jasper denied it directly. “No? Then, who exactly are you?” She persisted in her unyielding questioning.

“I already told you. I can’t reveal my identity, so stop asking.” With that, he abruptly clutched his chest. The steering wheel jerked in a different direction under his grip..

Are you okay?” Willow was startled. She noticed him furrowing his

bed today and had driven all the way here to rescue her. Even if he’s as tough as iron, how much pain can he

on.” With that, he stepped harder on the accelerator. Willow quickly grasped her seatbelt in fear. Is he trying to re-enact a scene from

the car entered a deserted alley. Once it stopped, Jasper pushed the door open to exit, only to collapse on the ground. Traces of blood

to support him. However, her strength proved insufficient, and he had to rely on the car door

ordinary appearance, he unexpectedly lifted the lock to reveal a fingerprint scanner. He pressed his finger. against it, and the door

hinted at a robust iron door concealed behind the wooden entrance. Willow finally grasped that this was the safe house

it revealed a suite designed in a backroom style. It

first aid kit? Let me bandage your wound!” she told him. He pointed in

hurriedly went to the cabinet and discovered a first aid kit. Carrying it over to the couch where he was seated, she noticed him

and instructed, “Lie down. I’ll stop the bleeding

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