Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Presuming Jasper was upset with her, Willow apologized, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were-” “I don’t blame you.” After saying this, he looked up at her, and when their gazes met, her face began to heat up..

“But I saw absolutely nothing!” she clarified, puffing her cheeks. However, her tone unintentionally conveyed disappointment, and he assumed that was what she meant. Therefore, he couldn’t help but smirk and hum lightly, “What were you expecting to see?”

After hearing this, Willow finally realized that her sentence sounded misleading, so she waved her hands dismissively. “No, I wasn’t expecting anything. There is nothing interesting to see anyway-”

There’s nothing interesting to see. That sentence itself caused Jasper’s expression to become stone-cold. Has this woman seen others? Why else would she sound so disinterested? A wealthy young lady like her must have plenty of pursuers, which means she might have been in multiple relationships before. His thoughts briefly strayed, and the bread he was toasting nearly burned. Then, he immediately returned to attention, flipped the bread, and looked up at her. “If you’re bored, go out for a walk! Come back for breakfast later.”

In the meantime, Willow felt that the atmosphere between them had become somewhat awkward, so she went outside to observe the wildflowers growing on the ground. She bent down and picked a few, creating a lovely bouquet as a present for herself.

admired it with a contented expression, resembling a child who hadn’t graduated from kindergarten. His gaze lingered on her for a few seconds before he snapped out of it, only to find that the bread had become slightly burnt, prompting him

slices in front of her while he helped himself to the burnt ones. Then, he said, “I’ve managed to contact your

smiled and replied, “I’m not eager to return home because I’m enjoying my time in the mountains!” However, Jasper glanced at her and

lip nervously, realizing she had

how tall

bought two buckets and went over to get water because it was pure and clear mountain spring water, free of pollution

who had never grown up. Even though he had just fetched the water, he remained

reluctant to leave, so she looked up at Jasper and suggested, “Why

You can’t leave my sight,” he refused. When she heard this, a warm feeling arose in her chest, so she stopped playing and approached a stone beside him. Nonetheless, when she