Willow was still chatting with Winston about the next direction of their research, and her gaze nced


    in Jasper’s way several times. He was talking with Ricky and asionally caught glimpses of her. In


    just a nce, their hearts were filled with each other on this slightly chilly night.


    Winston was also nning to nap for a while, and a sly look shed 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 apany 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 obedientlyy 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 theny 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


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    Moments after that, the man’s thick longshes 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,e and have breakfast.” Johanna had prepared breakfast for her. Willow sat under


    therge 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 yed along and asked, “Who is


    it?”


    “Guess!” A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he yed 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.”