Chapter 583

Jasper’s gaze took on an unexpected, intense warmth shadowed by darkness.

There was something oddly familiar about how Alyssa was tending to him right now. She took out some antiseptic cream and the medicine Omar Callaghan had given him and began cleaning out his injuries.

“Lyse,” Jasper murmured.

Alyssa said nothing, though the sudden increase in pressure in her application seemed to serve as a

warning.

Jasper winced at the pain but remained adamant. “You remind me of someone, Lyse. Someone I met a

long time ago.

Alyssa was focused on tending to his wounds and merely responded with, “Who?”

“I don’t know either.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

he recalled those memories from years ago- that person’s lithe but strong figure appearing in mind. “I was still

the

on the cotton she was using faltered. Her heart fell into her stomach, pounding heavily. All she could hear was its panicked beating. If she

It was o

had his back facing her; otherwise, he would

terrorist forces and ferry them

into a den of fully armed terrorists. It was

at the time, so I

Jasper’s face as he continued, “If it weren’t for the White Dove, I would never

it home

me to stay alive throughout the trip. I don’t

be today without

Dove?” Alyssa’s voice trembled just the

remembered was that she wore a white coat and a

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White Dove.

quite liked that.

the camp. I never even got to

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