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.

behind him, stared at him. “Are you leaving?” she asked

expressed his inclination to leave. Panicked, she rushed to him and grabbed his sleeve,

bit, and he looked at Willow, his voice hoarse. “Alright, I

Willow smile. It was already 3.00AM, and dawn would arrive if they stayed up

and lightning were gone, replaced by pouring rain outside the window. There was something magical about rainy nights. It would

bottle of red wine and poured two glasses. She looked up at the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. There was something

approached him. Wearing flat shoes, she only reached

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

unsteady. The man naturally

like a mischievous child who had yet to grow up in front of Jasper, using all her tricks and strategies

had it occurred to her either that a man would bring out this side of her in her lifetime. After all, she had always projected an independent and competent image before meeting Jasper, traveling alone around the world to carry out cultural heritage conservation

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