Just then, Jasper’s phone rang. After checking the caller ID, he answered it. “Hello?”

“Jasper, where are you?” It was Aimee on the other end.

“What’s the matter?”

“I want to know where you are,” she requested again.

“I don’t need to report my whereabouts outside of work, Aimee,” Jasper said solemnly.

“You’re with her, aren’t you?” Aimee questioned, making Jasper frown. Meanwhile, Aimee continued, “Jasper, if you really like her, you should stay away from her and not move closer.”

“Aimee!”

“Don’t let her become your weakness,” Aimee warned and hung up the phone.

him. “Are you leaving?” she asked worriedly at the sight of

countenance indeed expressed his inclination to leave. Panicked,

a bit, and he looked at Willow, his voice hoarse. “Alright, I won’t leave

It was already 3.00AM, and dawn would arrive if they stayed up a little

this point, and the thunder and lightning were gone, replaced by pouring rain outside the window. There was something magical about rainy nights. It would make people drop their guard and follow their hearts and

a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses. She looked up at the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. There was something superior and dominating about him, and his silhouette

shoes, she only reached his

figures by the floor-to-ceiling window, the man was strong and sturdy, resembling a towering mountain, unyielding,

man’s shoulder, pretending to be unsteady. The man naturally

a mischievous child who had yet to grow up in front

had always projected an independent and competent image before meeting Jasper, traveling alone around the world to carry out cultural heritage conservation work. However, after meeting

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