Jasper's deep gaze fell on her body, but he did not say a word. His silence seemed to have said everything. Stella Grace as overwhelmed by the strange yet familiar feeling and she didn't know how to deal with it. She lowered her head instead. "You've come to the wrong room, haven't you?" The person next to Jasper spoke. Stella immediately turned around. Bryan Fellow held her arm and said, "I'll call and ask." Stella nodded. Bryan smiled at Stella and made a call with a doting look in his eyes. The phone rang outside the door. Ryan Lameer came in with his mobile phone and said with a smile, "You're all here. Sorry, I was stuck in traffic." "Teacher Grace," Bobby Lameer greeted her enthusiastically. "Teacher Grace." Bobby's mother looked a little embarrassed. After all, Stella had saved her son even though they had a conflict previously. Stella nodded, greeting them. Bryan hung up the phone when he saw Ryan coming towards
Stella's heart tightened. Before she could stand up, she heard the people around Jasper cry out in panic, "Chief, you're bleeding!" Jasper Milton frowned and said in a deep voice, "It's not a big deal. Don't make a fuss out of this." Stella Grace stood up, held Jasper's hand, and pulled out the glass fragments. "Don't underestimate minor injuries. If you don't handle it properly, it will slowly become a serious injury. Chief, you are an important leader of the state's military force, so you must take good care of yourself." The waiter came over with a medical kit that was provided by the hotel. Stella bent over and carefully treated Jasper's wound. Jasper looked at her with deep eyes. Her body was illuminated under the light. Because she had lowered her head, the silhouette of her hair fell on the side of her face, which made her look like a quiet shadow imprinted on the wall. He could vaguely recall fragments of a time where she had treated hi
The kiss had spiraled wildly out of control. The whole thing was like thunder striking the ground into flames, the ocean waves crashing violently against the beach. Everything was electric. The sounds of their breathing grew heavier and heavier. They'd completely forgotten about the time, location, surroundings and even who they were. Jasper pressed Stella onto her seat. Her legs wrapped around his strong waist, closing the distance between them. Jasper's subordinate noticed that something was off and peered into the rearview mirror. "I'll gouge your eyes out!" Jasper snapped. "Eyes on the road!" His subordinate immediately averted his gaze. He straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and held the steering wheel tightly. Jasper drew the curtain of the right window and sat down on the back seat. Holding Stella with one hand, he closed the curtain of the other window with his free hand. Adviser Zenith was stunned to see the usual
Stella Grace was very embarrassed. She turned around with her back facing Jasper, and said in a low voice, "I... seem to have... ate something bad." Jasper Milton wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. "Ryan must have drugged the pomegranate juice." Stella was startled and she turned to look at Jasper. His face was right beside hers. When she turned her head, she accidentally touched his face, and there seemed to be a flash of electricity on her lips. She was so shocked that her heart jumped. She tried to calm herself down as soon as possible, so as not to be tempted by the excitement. "Both you and I drank the juice, and so did Ryan's son, right? He wouldn't hurt his own child, would he?" Jasper remained silent, looking at her with clear eyes. That look alone confirmed her suspicions. "Was that man just now sent by Ryan?" Jasper nodded. "Probably. He used a room card to open my door. He probably wanted to take ph
Stella Grace returned to her room in a daze, and the last words that Jasper Milton had said to her lingered in her mind - "I will never give up on you in this life." She sat down on the sofa and spaced out. God must have blessed her for her to be loved by someone like this. For a long time, she had been living for herself and often felt that she was pitiful. God had never been merciful to her. Thinking about it now, she was not pitiful one, but Jasper rather. She closed her eyes, and everything in front of her disappeared into the darkness. Everything in the world had nothing to do with her anymore. But what should she do about Jasper? She had lived alone all this while and had no lover to accompany her. Things had been this way for the past 6 years. Whenever she thought of the person she loved, she would feel sad and suffocated, as if the air surrounding her was thinning. That kind of desolation came from the bottom of her heart. Even in
She didn't know how much time had passed. By the time she came around, the sky had darkened and everything was pitch black. Her hands and feet were bound with ropes. It felt like her body was floating. Was she floating on water? "Stella, Stella." She thought she was hallucinating when she heard Jasper's voice. Did she miss him too much? "Stella, Stella." Jasper's voice travelled into her ears. She was sure she'd heard it clearly this time, so she hurried to answer. "I'm here, Jasper. Jasper!" A bright light suddenly shone from the flashlight on his phone. Jasper Milton lifted the lid of the wooden box. Stella Grace caught sight of his face and gasped in surprise. "Why are you here?" Jasper bent over to untie the ropes that were binding her hands. "It's a long story. Let's get out of here first. Bryan is still outside," he said hurriedly. "Bryan is outside?" Stella panicked and grasped onto his hand. "Bryan is one o
"Hmm?" Stella Grace was in a daze. She didn't understand what he was saying. "I said, I've recovered all the memories that I had lost." Jasper Milton explained as he looked at Stella's face. "You weren't the one who had accidentally revealed my identity. They recognized me because I met an old opponent in the mission." She fixed her gaze on him. Her mind was filled with many complicated thoughts. She felt hope and warmth, as if there was finally an outlet for her frustrations, yet at the same time, she couldn't help but feel lost and a sense of bitterness. He had regained his memory. She had wanted him to recover before this. She remembered everything they had done in the past, whether they were sweet or sad. She also remembered the times they had worked hard together. But now, what could he do even if he had remembered everything? Stella turned her back and looked into the distance. A gust of wind blew. It was very cold. She shivered.
"By the way, you hadn't slept a wink since last night. You should sleep for a while. I'll keep watch," Stella Grace said as she sat up. "Didn't you not sleep last night as well? I can stay awake for a few days. You should sleep first," Jasper Milton said softly. "I've been sleeping. It's your turn now. I want to feel the sea breeze and see the blue sky and white clouds." Stella patted her thighs. Jasper smiled slightly, his eyes full of love. He did not refuse anymore. He lay down next to Stella and put his right arm behind his head. He did not lean on Stella's leg. He was afraid that she would be tired. Stella looked at his prominent features. When he fell asleep, his mouth was also tightly closed, like an elegant prince. It seemed that God was not entirely cruel to her. Although her life was short and although she had suffered a lot, God had given such a good man to her. Jasper was too tired. In fact, he had been restless after parting ways with he