Willow thought, What truly matters is love, not an official document. Then, she texted Anastasia and


    shared her ns for a vacation. Anastasia supported her daughter’s holiday idea but suggested they


    go to the family’s private ind to ease her worries about them traveling too far. After careful


    consideration, Willow agreed with her mother. After all, she craved an escape from the city’s bustle and


    a chance to embrace peace and quiet.


    Meanwhile, Jasper woke up around 1.00PM, feeling an unusual sense of peace as he gazed at the


    young woman’s silhouette on the couch. For once, he had no rush to return to sleep or urgency to leap


    out of bed. It was because he knew the woman he loved would never leave him.


    After he had changed his clothes and emerged from his room, she approached him. “Did you get


    enough sleep?” Jasper kissed Willow’s forehead and replied, “Have you eaten?”


    She shook her head. “Not yet. I was waiting for you.”


    Looking at the time, he said, “I’ll order some food.”


    Once lunch was brought over, she began outlining her ns for an ind vacation. He looked at her


    affectionately. “My time is entirely yours now. Wherever you are is where I want to be.”


    A warm smile curved on Willow’s lips. “Great. Then, we’ll pack our luggage this afternoon. Remember


    to pack extra clothes and necessities because we’ll be there for half a month.”


    “Sure. Jasper nodded. Looking at what he usually wore, she thought the man must not own many


    casual clothes, and most of his clothes must have been given to him by his organization. Although his


    body was perfect in every way, she had begun enjoying the process of dressing him up.


    “Shall we head to the mall?’ Willow suggested. Though Jasper had a feeling he might regret it, he


    nodded nheless.


    That afternoon at the mall, he had indeed be her model. While she selected outfits, he tried them


    on in the dressing room, and they left the store with bags of various sizes.


    Her shopping spree was in full swing. Though not a shopaholic, her feminine instinct was hard to


    restrain, and she shopped relentlessly for two hours.


    When they returned to the car, Jasper’s SUV was loaded with bags containing clothes, shoes,


    pajamas, and various necessities. Willow had undoubtedly made quite a haul.


    “Want to stop by the supermarket?” she asked, linking her arm with him. He looked at her without


    uttering a word, but she was already guiding him toward the supermarket. Before long, he trailed


    behind her, pushing a shopping cart while she leisurely. picked out her preferred snacks.


    Suddenly, Willow paused in front of a row of shelves. When she saw the delicate wrappers, she initially


    assumed they were candies. Then, she looked up and quickly realized her mistake. The sign above her


    read, “Family nning.” Her cheeks flushed, but sheposed herself and began studying the


    products. She had never bought such items before.


    Jasper had noticed her initial mistake and expected her to walk away. To his surprise, she seemed


    genuinely interested, crossing her arms and focusing on the products with a serious expression. “Why


    are you looking at these?” he whispered.


    “I’m just looking. I’m not a child anymore, so can’t I browse?” She pouted slightly and picked up a box


    before handing it to him. “Are these good?”


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    He was left speechless and thought, Does she think I’ve used this before? Unfortunately, he had no


    expertise in this area whatsoever.


    Then, Willow noticed the box she handed Jasper was size S and sheepishly returned it to the shelf.


    “That’s not the right size for you.” She quickly grabbed thergest size avable and added it to the


    shopping cart as if it were a hot potato. Then, feeling like it wasn’t enough, she selected two more


    boxes from different brands before finally urging him to leave. “Let’s go!”


    He nearly burst intoughter, wondering why she was so discreet about it. Blushing, she was too


    embarrassed to look at him. So, she pushed him toward the checkout counter and said, “You pay the


    bill. I’ll wait for you outside.”


    Willow felt quite embarrassed about the situation. She couldn’t help but wonder if anyone else had


    noticed their purchase of so many of those items. The thought of others giving them strange looks


    made her cringe with embarrassment.