"I don't think you should involve yourself any further in this matter. I'll handle it," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. Stella Grace felt a little uneasy. She knew that Jasper was worried that she would be in danger, so he did not want her to be involved. However, she was not afraid of danger, nor was she afraid of death. Instead, she was worried that something bad would happen to Jasper. The thought of something awful happening to him made her eyes turn red. "Jasper, I promise that I would not run away if something bad happens to you. We'll face it together, okay?" "The difference between us is that I can't be dealt with by ordinary people with my skills and abilities. However, if they decide to go after you, you will be an easy target." Jasper said seriously. Indeed, she was powerless and she could not help him even if she wanted to. "I really don't understand. Why do you like me? I have a bad temper and I'm don't have any strengths. My ch
Once you had lost someone you love, it would feel as though the world was void of color. All that was left was black and white. You could be surrounded by many people but still feel so alone. No matter how hot the summer was, it would still feel cold. When she was eating, she would think of the times they had eaten together. His favorite dishes and how he would pick the bones for her. When she was sleeping, she would remember how he lay by her side and she would use his arm as her pillow. When she was walking, she would think of him walking beside her. He would let her walk on the inside, and he would hold her hand when crossing the road. When she was watching TV, she would think about him sitting next to her. He didn't enjoy soap operas, but he wouldn't fight to change the TV program with her. He would just be on his phone instead. When she was cold, he would put his coat on her and hold her hand. When she was tired, he would let her lea
Stella Grace smiled awkwardly. She wiped her tears, but her eyes were still wet. She pretended to be calm and said, "Sorry, I was having a nightmare." "I died in your dream, didn't I?" Jasper Milton said in a low voice. Stella looked at Jasper in surprise. "You've been shouting 'Jasper. Don't die'." Jasper explained. Stella sat up. Thinking of that dream, she felt a little ache in her heart. She lifted the hair on her forehead and squinted at Jasper. "I dreamed that you were smashed to death by a huge rock, and I also dreamed of Eli." "Dreams are usually the opposite. This proves that I won't die. It's still early. Do you want to sleep for a while more?" Jasper sat up and looked at the time. It was only 5.45 a.m. Stella shook her head, "I am used to waking up at this time. I don't want to sleep anymore. I'll make breakfast and go for a morning jog." "That's a good habit. I'll accompany you then." Jasper also got up. Stella brushed her tee
He looked at her and smiled slightly. "You can change your appearance and your body, but it still can't change your fate. Please take a seat, Miss." Stella Grace paused for a moment. In fact, she knew that every well-known charlatan was an expert at reading microexpressions. They could get useful information just by looking at a person's expression or through their words. However, she was surprised that he could accurately tell that she had changed her appearance and thoroughly remolded herself. She sat down in front of Master Olgic. The master handed her a pen. "Write down a word and tell me, what do you want to know?" Stella took the pen from Master Olgic and wrote down 'fate' on the paper. She put down the pen and said softly, "I want to know how to chase bad luck away so that my lover and I can be safe from now on." Master Olgic looked at the word written by Stella. "Only a man could decide his own destiny. Young lady, you have your own ideas. Yo
They had lunch at the church and it was already 4 p.m. when they got home. Stella Grace was cooking in the kitchen while Jasper Milton was working in the study. After she was done cooking, she glanced at the study upstairs and went out with her mobile phone and the garbage. After disposing of the garbage, she went to the big locust tree and dialed a number. "Allen, I want to hire a few mercenaries. Could you please contact them for me?" Stella asked directly. "Er, okay, how skilled do you want them to be?" Allen asked softly. He didn't ask her why she wanted these mercenaries. As long as she wanted them, he would get them for her. "The best. I need five of them. Ask them to call me after you find them. I'll transfer the fees to them." Stella said in a low voice. "Okay. How have you been recently?" Allen asked with concern. "Mm, I'm fine. What about you?" Stella asked casually. "Ha." Allen chuckled. "I'm not doing well." "What's wrong?" St
The movie was great. It was a hot-blooded, patriotic-themed movie. The movie was about a man who went to Africa after he thought his fiancee had died. A war broke out while he was in Africa. He stepped forward by himself to serve the country and saved the people. There was a scene in the middle of the movie which made Stella's heart ache. The protagonist was infected with a virus. When he was unconscious, he dreamed of his fiancee. He held the bullet that passed through his fiancee tightly and cried, "You didn't come back." When she watched this scene, she cried. Tears blurred her eyes, and everything she saw was hazy. Tears were flowing down her face, and she felt sad. After she left, Jasper became even more decadent than before. He drank a lot, smoked a lot and even ended up in the hospital. If she hadn't come back... She didn't dare to think about it. She leaned against Jasper's shoulder. The future was too far away that she couldn't figure it out
Stella's heart skipped a beat. This meant that no matter where she went or what she did, he would have a rough idea. It was impossible for her to hide anything from him. No wonder... She always felt that Jasper knew a lot. Jasper Milton looked at her and continued, "I bought the God's Eyes for you. I didn't believe that you were dead, so I thought, as long as you appear in A Country, I would be able to find you immediately. However, I didn't have the money, so I had to take over the family business." Stella Grace lowered her eyes, her heart was bittersweet. She felt sweet for all that Jasper had done for her. The bitter part was because she felt useless that she could not protect him. She reached out and hugged Jasper. She took a few deep breaths and kept the smell of Jasper forever in her mind. Jasper slightly raised the corners of his lips and put his arms around her shoulders, "Are you feeling hungry?" "It's strange. I ate so much yesterday,
"Please let me off at the supermarket. I'm going to buy some groceries," Stella Grace said. "Sure. I didn't expect that you could cook. No wonder Director Milton likes you so much," Elvis Zachary said with a smile. Stella looked at him and asked, "Did you flatter your way up to your current position?" "Haha, pretty much," Elvis said with a smile. He was not angry at all. Stella also smiled slightly and felt a little sorry. She shouldn't have vented her anger on innocent people. Elvis parked the car in the parking lot near the supermarket and accompanied Stella to buy groceries. She bought some chicken wings, shrimp, cucumber and lettuce. When she walked past the fishing supplies, she bought a fishing rod and two goldfish. "Looks like you're going to have a feast tonight," Elvis helped Stella carry the groceries. "Yes, would you like to stay for dinner tonight?" Stella asked softly. Elvis blushed and said, "No thanks. Director