Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Presuming Jasper was upset with her, Willow apologized, “I'm sorry. I didn’t know
you were-" “I don’t blame you.” After saying this, he looked up at her, and when
their gazes met, her face began to heat up..
“But I saw absolutely nothing!” she clarified, puffing her cheeks. However, her
tone unintentionally conveyed disappointment, and he assumed that was what
she meant. Therefore, he couldn't help but smirk and hum lightly, “What were you
expecting to see?”
After hearing this, Willow finally realized that her sentence sounded misleading,
so she waved her hands dismissively. “No, I wasn’t expecting anything. There is
nothing interesting to see anyway-"
There's nothing interesting to see. That sentence itself caused Jasper's
expression to become stone-cold. Has this woman seen others? Why else would
she sound so disinterested? A wealthy young lady like her must have plenty of
pursuers, which means she might have been in multiple relationships before. His
thoughts briefly strayed, and the bread he was toasting nearly burned. Then, he
immediately returned to attention, flipped the bread, and looked up at her. “If
you're bored, go out for a walk! Come back for breakfast later.”
In the meantime, Willow felt that the atmosphere between them had become
somewhat awkward, so she went outside to observe the wildflowers growing on
the ground. She bent down and picked a few, creating a lovely bouquet as a
present for herself.
From inside the tent, Jasper could see her figure as she held a bouquet and
admired it with a contented expression, resembling a child who hadn't graduated
from kindergarten. His gaze lingered on her for a few seconds before he snapped
out of it, only to find that the bread had become slightly burnt, prompting him to
sigh and toast another two fresh slices. When she returned, the plate already had
toasted bread slices on it. Then, she sat down, grabbed one, and topped it with a
sunny-side-up egg. lettuce, tomato slices, and a pat of butter for a quick and
nutritious breakfast.
On the other hand, the man served another two perfectly toasted slices in front of
her while he helped himself to the burnt ones. Then, he said, “I've managed to
contact your father’s men.”
After hearing this, Willow smiled and replied, “I'm not eager to return home
because I'm enjoying my time in the mountains!” However, Jasper glanced at her
and said, “I have other tasks to attend to.”
Then, she bit her lower lip nervously, realizing she had wasted his time, and she
apologized, “I'm sorry.”
“I'm not blaming you.” While saying this, he had no choice but to soften his tone.
After breakfast, Willow followed Jasper to a nearby stream to collect water, and
while she played happily behind him, she eventually realized how tall he was. His
towering stature makes me feel even shorter than I already do, as my head can
only reach his shoulder when I wear my flats. I'm guessing this man is at least six
feet tall.
In the meantime, he had bought two buckets and went over to get water because
it was pure and clear mountain spring water, free of pollution from urban
industries.
Since the stones in the river were beautiful and smooth, she picked up a few to
play with, emulating a child who had never grown up. Even though he had just
fetched the water, he remained nearby and watched as the girl collected stones.
At this time, Willow took off her shoes and stepped into the icy water. She was
reluctant to leave, so she looked up at Jasper and suggested, “Why don’t you
head back first? I'll be here for a while.”

“No! You can't leave my sight,” he refused. When she heard this, a warm feeling
arose in her chest, so she stopped playing and approached a stone beside him.
Nonetheless, when she stepped barefoot on it, she was unaware it was
unbalanced. “Ah-" She waved her hand frantically, trying to regain her balance,
but she was about to fall backward.

Without thinking, he reached out his
long arm, caught Neen pulled
hd close to his chest so that his arm
was wrapped around her waist.

At the same time, Willow hurriedly
held onto Jasper's waist, her tiny face
bumping against his sturdy chest.
She felt quite frustrated, realizing that everything she did seemed to go wrong in front of the man, and she
always needed his care and
assistance. What's going on? This is
not typical of my behavior! Why do I
always find myself in his embrace or
arms following our encounter? I
swear I'm not intentionally causing
trouble for him!