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Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 2347

Chapter 2347 Coaxing Jasper to Sleep

Willow was still chatting with Winston about the next direction of their research, and her gaze glanced in Jasper’s way several times. He was talking with Ricky and occasionally caught glimpses of her. In just a glance, their hearts were filled with each other on this slightly chilly night. Winston was also planning to nap for a while, and a sly look flashed in Willow’s eyes. She deliberately stood there to feel the cold breeze and did not return to the tent. As expected, after a while, she saw Jasper finish his conversation with Ricky and walk toward her. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” His caring voice came. “I’m scared and can’t sleep alone.” She hugged her arms and looked up at the deep night sky. “You can have Johanna accompany you for a while,” he suggested. She turned to look at him. “But I want you.” He sighed slightly. “All right. Sure. Let’s go!”

Her lips could not help but curl up in satisfaction. It seemed she could coax him to sleep after all. I’m energized, but let’s do this! In reality, she felt sorry for him, as he had not slept well for several days. So, she deliberately invited him to get some rest. After entering the tent, Willow obediently lay down and told him, “Close your eyes. Don’t think about anything, and just sleep.” Jasper obediently shut his eyes, and so did she. They waited as seconds ticked… Half an hour passed, and even though she was about to fall asleep, she resisted the drowsiness and opened her eyes to sneak a peek at him. She could not help but get closer to him to check if he was asleep while propping herself up on her elbow as she looked at him under the faint moonlight. I think he’s down. She smiled and felt satisfied. She then lay back down and rested her head on her arm while admiring the handsome profile of the man. Her eyelids grew heavier, and finally, she fell asleep. Moments after that, the man’s thick long lashes lifted, and he turned his head. His bright and charming eyes locked onto the peaceful sleeping face of the girl, and he let out a faint sigh of relief. In the end, who was coaxing whom to sleep? As it turned out, it was Jasper who was coaxing her to sleep. The way Willow slept, like a child without any defense, captivated him. His gaze could not help but fall on her slightly parted lips as if some magical force was pulling his nerves. When he finally came to his senses, he realized he had somehow gotten closer to her face. He forcibly suppressed all thoughts, gently pulled back the curtain, and left. That night, Willow slept soundly and sweetly, as her heart was free from worries and distractions. She slept until the sun was up, and when she opened her eyes, she found that Jasper was no longer by her side. Still drowsy, she came out and found that Winston and his group had already gone to the ship for a meeting. “Miss Presgrave, come and have breakfast.” Johanna had prepared breakfast for her.

Willow sat under the large tent and had her meal. Full of curiosity, she asked, “Where’s Jasper?” “He went over there.” Willow ate half a piece of bread and got up to head there, after which Johanna could not help but sigh. Tyler would surely be heartbroken; Willow, carefully raised by him, was slipping away from him.

The girl walked quickly toward Jasper, squatting next to a rock, and did not know what he was looking at. She immediately slowed down her pace and sauntered quietly toward him. Jasper noticed but did not expose her. Even when she reached out to cover his eyes, he still played along and asked, “Who is it?” “Guess!” A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he played along with her childish game. After she spoke, she released her hand and jumped in front of him. “It’s me.” Suddenly, his gaze turned to a pirate corpse floating on the sea several feet away, and his pupils contracted sharply. Willow also noticed his stern gaze behind her and asked, “What are you looking at?” She was about to turn around to look, but the next moment, the man wrapped his arm around her waist while his other hand pressed the back of her head. He gently pulled her face toward his chest and assured her, “It’s nothing.”

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