Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Willow bit her lips and asked, “Does that mean you don’t like me anymore?” Turning his head, Jasper could not bear to look into her eyes as he answered, “Yes. I have to get back to work immediately, so I will stay clear of anyone and anything that I have nothing to do with.”

After getting that reply, Willow felt her tears gathering in her eyes. She clenched her fists. and looked at the man’s face. At that moment, her pride overwhelmed her. “Fine. I won’t bother you anymore, Mr. Wyatt. It was a pleasure to have you service me.” Once she was done, she placed the card on the table. “I will never accept other people’s free help, so take this. Now, we don’t owe each other anything.”

She got up to leave but stopped at the door. Without turning around, she said, “Let’s not meet again, Mr. Wyatt.” Afterward, she slammed the door, Jasper looked at the card on the table and closed his eyes, sighing.

On the other hand, Willow did not return to her room. Her tears were streaming down her face. None of her words were sincere, but she knew she could not make him stay. Since the results were clear, she chose to set him free.

the archaeological team to come and unload the artifacts they had brought back. One of the higher-ups from the Bureau of International Cultural Heritage

meantime, Jasper descended the ship with his luggage but turned around to look back. Although he was still alone, like when he first arrived, his footsteps

saw him leaving without any hesitation, the tears she fought hard to control began falling again. No matter how hard she tried, she could

small party to celebrate Willow’s return. As Willow had her emotions under control now, she returned

made a huge contribution and worked a national job. He was even more joyous and excited than when he

relationship problems to him. A man named Jasper Wyatt had been helping Willow out all this while, and Willow had developed feelings for that man during this expedition. When it came to his daughter’s love life,

mother entered the room. Being the attentive woman she was, Anastasia naturally

flustered. Coming to sit beside Willow, Anastasia looked at her

Willow shook her head. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.” Anastasia helped her daughter tidy up her long.

daughter was still a child. However, Willow was now a grown-up, so she understood if Willow was unwilling to tell her anything. Once her mother left, Willow