My Four Miraculous Treasures novel Chapter 374

The door to his private gallery was wide open. When Jasper stepped inside, what he saw caused his expression to become colder and sharper than it had ever been before.

The whole floor was strewn with broken shards of porcelain and jade. Ancient masterpieces of brushwork had been torn apart and… chewn up?

Leon Freeman, following behind his master, gasped in horror at the sight of this scene.

There Willow stood, in the middle of the main hall, holding a porcelain vase. She peered at it curiously for a moment, then lifted it up and gnawed on it experimentally. Unable to actually bite off any of it, she muttered something in disappointment, and then tossed it over her shoulder without a second thought.

With his heart in his throat, Leon lunged forward… but he wasn’t able to catch it in time, and the vase shattered to smithereens upon the floor, breaking Leon’s heart together with it.

Sparing no mind to his suffering, Willow bunny-hopped across the room, hands half-raised like a pair of rabbit paws, and then tore down another priceless painting from the wall.

His heart throbbing and pounding madly, Leon turned around slowly, in fearful trepidation, to see how Jasper was taking all this…

Jasper had become the eye of a swirling psychic storm, the expression upon his face as dark and frosty as a winter’s night, his handsome features drawn tight into a grim look of murderous intent.

Advancing across the hall, he caught hold of Willow by the wrist and spun her around to face him. Immediately, she collapsed onto his broad chest, demonstrating zero awareness of her current peril.

She was wearing one of his shirts, the sleeves so long that they reached well past her own hands. She flapped the floppy ends of those sleeves against his face for a bit, beaming up at him adoringly. With a sugary sweet voice, she said, “A man… and a woman… all alone together, here on the lonely moon! Are you lonesome, stranger?”

With his merciless gaze, Jasper coldly regarded the woman in his arms. Her eyes caught the light, and sparkled like diamonds. She didn’t seem to be fully lucid.

So this was her ‘remaining calm.’ Willow continued to fidget restlessly, struggling until she managed to get her hands out from inside the sleeves. Then she grinned with delight at her own hands, as though they were the most adorable things she’d ever clapped eyes on.

She reached up and stroked Jasper’s face for a bit, then stood on tiptoes to nuzzle her noze against his cheek. Evidently, this was intended to look cute. “Hey, mister… you’re such a pretty thing… you know, you can take me, if you want… right here, right now… no one has to know, my little cupcake…”

As she nuzzled against him, her hands resumed groping and stroking his face.