Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“If you don’t take my money, then I’ll think of you as my man. However, I’ll only see you as a friend if you do take my money. Make your choice,” Willow said, confident that he would not take her money.

“Willow,” Jasper gently called. Upon hearing his gentle voice, Willow choked up, thinking he was about to inform her of his departure. She covered her ears and said, “I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear you say that you’re leaving me. If you plan on saying that, then don’t say a word. After we arrive at the harbor, you can leave when I’m not looking.”

While looking at her, Jasper suddenly felt his heart thumping. Leaving was something inevitable, and leaving Willow after staying with her and spending time together would only make his departure more painful for the both of them.

He could not guarantee her a good future, so he could not promise her anything. Though he was not afraid of the consequences of his promises, he was afraid of hurting the woman he loved.

When Willow turned around, she had tears running down her cheeks as she stared at the man before her. She put down her hands and stubbornly pursed her lips. “Are you really going to leave me?”

“Do you need me to help you with anything else?” he asked. “Yes. I need you to stay with me. You are not allowed to leave.” Willow looked at him with teary eyes.

off the boat, we won’t be seeing each other anymore.” After he said so, he got up and

cries coming from behind him, and he immediately stopped walking. Though he had turned his head to the side, he did not look back at her.

at the man she tried to keep but failed, feeling hopeless and

no appetite. Johanna approached him with a plate and said, ‘Mr. Wyatt, Miss Presgrave did not come down for dinner. Do you mind

instead!” “From what I see, she might be hoping that you’ll

would only become worse after

standing before the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms crossed before her, thinking of

telling the truth. She did not turn around because her eyes were red from crying, and she refused to

the food

of the night again, and everyone else was asleep. It had been a tough expedition,

knocking. Even though he knew who it was, he still hurried over to open the door,

on our separate paths, why don’t we have a talk?’

aside to let her in, she sat on the couch and looked at the