Alyssa's heart was still racing. She played it cool and asked, "After that... You've never tried to look for

that woman?"

"I've never stopped searching for her. But I don't even know her name or what she looks like. There's

no way for me to look for her." Jasper chuckled to himself. "I gave her a nickname—the White Dove. It

represents hope. I was able to return from the battlefield alive all because of her. That was how I began

to hope again."

Alyssa's eyes welled up again. At this point in time, she was content regardless of whether he knew of

her identity as the White Dove.

Jasper and Alyssa tidied up the kitchen and the living room. They took a bath together and changed

into a clean set of matching pajamas.

They were about to go upstairs to rest when Xavier returned.

"Welcome back, Xavier. Have you had dinner? I'll warm something up for you if you haven't eaten,"

Alyssa asked in a concerned tone.

The way she spoke to him wasn't like an employer speaking to an employee at all. Instead, she acted

like his caring elder sister.

"I. I'm not hungry."

eyes was

look on his face.

one another. Without having

They

these two days. I feel

Come and have a drink with

turn him down. "Sure, Mr.

to drink. My back is killing me after all

He wrapped his arm around her waist and caressed her gently.

more than when we're in

action isn't good for you. Don't forget how Raphael, the

at a young age."

blushed pink. She nudged him softly, "Alright,

have

good chat with Xavier. Im

fine wine. He sat

that Jasper was pouring wine for him. He jumped to his feet immediately

He held his

Mr. Beckett. I don't deserve to have you pour wine

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