He had never meant to kill others in the first place. Jasper Milton nodded. "Yes. There is nothing more important than you and Dante for me." "What about your parents? After all, you are their only child," Stella Grace was worried. "I'll take them with us. I'll treat them well and let them enjoy the rest of their days," Jasper said. "Okay," Stella nodded. "Anyway, I should cook first. I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'm feeling a little hungry." "You're injured. Take a rest. I'll do it," Jasper said softly. "It's not a big deal." "Even if it's not a big deal, you should still rest," Jasper said. He proceeded to turn on the gas and started putting oil into the pan. Stella stood next to him and said, "What about the Dark Shadow? I've seen it myself. They are willing to go through thick and thin for you." Jasper put the chicken wings onto the pan. There was moisture on the chicken wings and they made a crackling noise as they hit the oil in
They hadn't finished the chicken wings from lunch, but the mushroom soup had been cleaned out. Jasper Milton cooked another 2 dishes for dinner, which were pumpkin soup and grilled salmon. As she ate the dishes that were made by Jasper, Stella Grace felt warm in her heart. After dinner, they watched a movie in the living room. It was a romantic movie, which Jasper wasn't really keen on. She could sense it, so she asked, "What do you want to watch? I have downloaded a lot of movies in all kinds of genres." Jasper shook his head and held her in her arms, "You can watch whatever you like. I don't mind." Stella turned around and looked at him. She thought for a moment and said, "Jasper, there's one more thing that I have yet to tell you." "What is it?" "Remember when I told you that my mother was an orphan? Well, her father found me. He and I did a paternity test earlier today. The results have shown that I am his biological granddaughter."
Under the romantic moonlight and raging flames, the shadows of the two people intertwined were cast onto the wall. Everything was wonderful and peaceful. At 7:15 the next morning, Stella Grace woke up and looked to her right. Jasper Milton was awake as well. He supported his head with his arm and looked at her. She smiled and took the initiative to hug him and snuggled into his arms for a while. "It's getting cold. You should wear more clothes today," Jasper said. "Okay, I'll get up to make breakfast. I'll air out the quilt after that. Then, let's catch some crabs by the sea together. After having lunch, I'll take a nap while you go hunting. Sounds good?" Stella asked. Jasper smiled, "Okay." He went to wash up first. She wore an extra vest and a windbreaker on top. She had dressed that way so that it would be more convenient for her to catch crabs later. When she got out of the bedroom, the sun was shining. She took a deep breath and inhaled the fres
She took a deep breath and called Allen, "Sorry, I was offshore yesterday and there was no signal." "It's fine, I guessed as much. Natalie, I'm at the airport now. I am going back with my grandmother," Allen said softly. Stella Grace felt guilty. When she was in France, Allen took good care of her and never hesitated to help her. She promised to cook a meal for him, but she failed to do so in the end. "Will you come again?" "Of course. I have yet to transfer the company to you and there are still a lot of things that I have yet to do. I mean, I have a lot of business in A country, and I have you and Jasper as my friends. This city is special to me because of you guys, so I will definitely come back again," Allen said with a smile. "When you come back again, I will treat you to a good meal," Stella promised. "No, I'm afraid that I would be reluctant to leave once I eat it. Anyway, I checked out of your room for you, so have fun outside," Allen said me
Stella guessed that he was talking to his father. If she were his parents, she would certainly not allow him to let go of everything he had built so far. Leaving behind all the fame and success to move to another country, especially with the possibility that he might never come back in the future. While Stella was in a daze, Jasper Milton walked up to her. She looked up at him. She did not want to drag him down, but as things progressed, in a fleeting moment it was already too late. She had already burdened him, "I'm sorry." "There's nothing to be sorry about. Everyone has their own ambition. I won't force others, nor do I want others to force me. I know what I should do to live a happy life," Jasper said with a smile. "Still, you owe your father a lot. Every parent hopes their child would be successful. We are parents now, so we should try to understand how your father feels. You should talk to him nicely even if he is forcing you. Perhaps, it's better if
Stella did not refuse. She closed her eyes and kissed him back. Suddenly, she thought of something and said, "We have left the dog on the yacht for a whole day. We forgot to feed him at noon." Jasper looked at her and smiled helplessly. "Okay, you cook and I'll bring the dog over. But don't let him go to the woodshed, it'll scare the rabbits. We have to raise the rabbits to eat them." Stella made an OK gesture and said, "Don't forget to bring the dog food over." She went to cook dinner and boil some water. Jasper then went to the yacht and came back with the dog. Within ten minutes, she had prepared dinner and water. She helped Jasper pull out the chicken feathers. The dog started wandering around them. It sniffed the chickens and tried to bite them. "Steper, don't do that," Stella said. The dog glanced at Stella and left dejectedly. After a while, it ran back secretly when Stella was not paying attention to it. It bit some feathers and peeked
The forest was more majestic but also more dangerous than she had imagined. The danger was not from large animals, but rather from small animals and insects. Their size made them hard to be seen by the naked eye, for example, spiders and snakes. These creatures could kill them easily if they were careless. Therefore, they would always hold a wooden stick to sweep through the path in front of them. The forest was warmer and more humid than the outside. The ground was also very slippery. Stella Grace tried her best to follow Jasper Milton. She did not want to be a burden to him. However, she could feel that he was still slowing down his pace and waiting for her. He was also more careful than usual. "It's a pity that there is no asparagus this season. Otherwise, it would be very delicious," Stella sighed. "We may not have asparagus now, but we have mushrooms," Jasper explained. Stella stopped and looked up. There were dense leaves on the top of he
It was easy to lose one's bearings in the forest as there were no landmarks. People with a poor sense of direction would find it hard to even distinguish between the direction of north, south, east, and west. Fortunately, Jasper Milton was very sharp in directions and he made marks along the trees as they went. She asked what the marks meant. He explained to her in detail that the mark indicated direction and angle. In short, it included the direction the person was standing in and the direction of the time on the watch at that moment. They would discuss the details with the team members before they began their mission. The rules for every mission were different. Even if the enemy found the marks on the tree, they would not know their direction. Only their members would know the meaning of the marks. For example, he made a 45-degree mark as he glanced at the time on his watch when he was facing south. There would be a slight deviation in the direction, but