“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 brow, a

only just gotten out of bed today and had driven all the way here

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

door open to exit, only to collapse on the

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

the two walked over. Despite its ordinary appearance, he unexpectedly lifted the lock to reveal a fingerprint scanner. He pressed his finger. against it, and the door swung open with at

finally

and the lights illuminated the room, it revealed a suite designed in a backroom style. It encompassed all the expected amenities, including a row of

aid kit? Let me bandage your wound!”

first aid kit. Carrying it over to the couch where he was

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

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