Chapter 323

Suddenly, she felt a surge of sympathy for Jasper, having lost his parents at so young an age. She’d come from a broken family herself, growing up without a father’s love—but at least her mother had been there for her. Her mother had a coarse character, and was always nagging… but she genuinely loved Willow. Willow had been able to grow up with a mother’s love. Jasper, meanwhile, had lost both his parents, while still only a child. In that respect, he’d had it worse than her. Willow stood before Jasper, a warm light in her eyes as she watched him. She hesitated a moment, then placed the car keys and a neatly wrapped bundle of clothes upon his desk. “Sir,” she began softly, “Here are the clothes you lent me to wear yesterday, along with your car keys. I’m returning them all to you now.” Jasper paused in his work, and looked up at her with a fathomless gaze. Though he said not a word, the unseen pressure that he exuded made it difficult for her to draw breath. “Rest assured