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“Sure, but be careful.”
Willow nodded and left to explore the villa. She went to the second floor and realized that most of the sections were still covered in cloth. There was no doubt that Jasper had only cleared out a single room for himself to stay.
She came to his room. The room was neat and clean; it was also very minimalistic. He lived an ordinary life despite his large fortune.
How could she not fall in love with a man like him?
Willow lingered in the room and noticed a photo album that Jasper had flipped through. She opened it and started to tear up. It was filled with Jasper’s photos from when he was a baby up till when he was eight along with some photos of his parents.
There were many photos, but they ended on his eighth birthday. His parents passed away shortly after that and he was forced to leave home when he got adopted by his uncle.
Willow took her phone and snapped a picture of a young Jasper. She was three years old that year.
She placed the photo album back in its place and noticed that she had tears in her eyes. She dried her tears and composed herself before leaving the room.
After she went down, she saw Jasper busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. His slender body was clearly outlined by the apron worn over his black shirt and black slacks.
Willow walked over involuntarily, then wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her face against his back.
Jasper glanced at her with affection in his eyes. He had prepared a lavish dinner tonight which consisted of all his specialty dishes.
Willow saw him preparing a lobster and she happily exclaimed, “Wow! We’re having a huge cheesy lobster tonight!”
“Be patient and wait outside; there’s too much smoke and oil in here,” Jasper said caringly.
Willow knew that she could not help with dinner and instead might make a mess if she helped. She nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll wait for your dinner then.”
She went to the couch and found a spot where she could look at him, and she snapped a photo of the busy man in the kitchen.
The man in the image had a stunning back and he was on par with a movie star.
Willow received a few messages from work. She was glad that Jett was arrested for committing thefts of cultural relics.
As the sky turned dark, the chandelier in the hall lit up as a lavish dinner was prepared by the man. She felt very touched when she came over to the dining table and saw the gourmet dishes that he had prepared on his own.
Jasper popped open a bottle of champagne and poured half a glass each for himself and for Willow. It felt like they were on a date under the candlelight.
Willow held her glass and looked at Jasper with her mesmerizing eyes. She toasted, “Here’s to you, Mr. Wyatt.”
Jasper was stunned for a moment and gave her a toast.
Willow sighed and said, “I’ve thought about it—let’s be friends! From now on, can we be friends?”
Jasper nodded. “Sure.”
She was a little disappointed that he agreed to that, but she was optimistic about it. At the very least, she would hear from him. She would cherish the time she was able to spend with him.
Willow was hungry and started to enjoy the cheesy lobster on her plate. She was careless and the corner of her lips got stained with some sauce.
The man stared at her profoundly, but Willow was not aware of this. He hesitated for about three seconds before extending his arms and wiping off the sauce on her lips with his slender fingers.
Willow was dazed, and only then did she realize that she had stains on the corner of her mouth. She was embarrassed and used a napkin to wipe it off.
Jasper brought her plate toward him and sliced her lobster into smaller pieces.
Willow was delighted; she leaned toward him as she waited for him to feed her.
He knew her intentions and fed her, causing Willow to be overjoyed as she chewed.
Jasper felt like he was on cloud nine too.
Tonight, he left behind his work and his identity as he wanted to celebrate with Willow without any distractions.
“Here’s to wishing that you make it onto the list of Top 10 Outstanding Figures.” Jasper toasted her.
“Thank you!” They clinked their glasses, feeling blissful.
Just then, their eyes met. The man’s eyes were as dark as the midnight sky—mysterious and deep while being soft and seductive.
Willow had butterflies in her stomach again. This man’s gentleness was her weakness.
Her eyes flickered as she glanced toward the night sky, asking, “Is there any alcohol?”
The champagne was not able to drown her sorrows.
“You shouldn’t be drinking.”
“I like to drink a little when I’m happy,” Willow said as she looked at the man and pleaded, “Just a glass.”
Jasper gave in to her pleas. He walked toward the alcohol cabinet and brought over a bottle of whiskey, saying, “I only have this here.”
“That’ll do!” Willow nodded.
He opened the bottle and poured her a small glass. She sniffed it and did not fancy it, but she wanted to try it. If she forced herself to drink a little, she would be able to get drunk!
“To you.” Willow toasted Jasper again.
He took a sip of the whiskey and filled her plate with food. “Fill your stomach before drinking.”
Willow nodded and enjoyed his service as she savored the food and drink. She was focused on getting drunk.
When the glass was almost empty, Willow stood up to pour herself more, but she was stopped by Jasper. “Don’t drink too much as you’ll get drunk.”
Willow shook her head and smiled. “I’m not worried as you’re here.”
Jasper looked at Willow helplessly; she started to feel a little tipsy as she would not stop staring at him.
Willow kept staring at him while eating the food he took for her as if he was some sort of eye candy.
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