My Four Miraculous Treasures

Willow had to break into a little trot in order to keep up with him.

In the car, Jasper wore a cold expression upon his handsome face, the whole time. Willow sat primly, and kept quiet. It was hard to imagine what she'd done to tick him off, this time. Ever since they emerged from the hospital, he'd been moody and morose, neither saying a word nor looking her way even once.

She was in no hurry to make things worse, and so she didn't say anything either.

The neon lights of the city rolled off the luxurious black exterior of the Rolls- Royce, at once scintillating yet sinister.

The car pulled into the parking lot of a fine-dining restaurant. Jasper got out here, and so Willow followed suit.

She was taken aback when she saw the name of the restaurant they had arrived at. What an odd coincidence! It was the very same place that Xavier had just brought her to, earlier! Did both men really like this restaurant so much?

Lost in her own thoughts, she nearly collided into the dark, looming figure ahead of her. Fortunately, she was able to catch herself just in time, sparing herself some terrible agony. After all, her forehead was already sporting a prominent injury there.

Jasper gave her an unfathomable look, and then caught hold of her hand in his own massive one. "Watch where you're going," he cautioned her, his voice haughty and urbane.

Willow felt this was unfair, since he was the one who'd stopped abruptly in front of her.

Leading her by the hand, he strode into the restaurant.

The staff at the door greeted them politely. They all recognized Jasper Hughes. He was a big-name celebrity, and a regular patron here. Whenever he showed up, everyone gave their one hundred percent, striving to provide him with absolutely perfect service. Even the slightest mistake was unacceptable.noveldrama

However, this was the first time he'd ever shown up with a female partner. Here he was now, holding hands with her... the waiters couldn't help staring curiously.

Straight away, they recognized her as the same woman Xavier Hughes had brought here with him, earlier! Now she was here again, but this time with Jasper?! They gaped at Willow in amazement.

Willow felt it at ease returning here, right after she'd just visited with Xavier. Jasper found out about that, there would be another violent tantrum, and she'd be made to suffer greatly.

Suddenly, she noticed that the wait staff kept stealing looks at her, with a peculiar light in their eyes.

Realizing that they must have

recognized her, Willow felt pinet

nervous than ever. Hastily, she cast her gaze downwards, trying to attract as little attention as possible, hoping against hope that she'd be

allowed to make it through the night intact.

Luckily, none of the waiters said anything about her most recent visit here.

Jasper brought Willow over to a table by the window, overlooking a magnificent garden of flowers, which even had a fountain in the center.

The first time she saw this, she'd felt it was marvelous; this time, she just felt

nervous.

Because this time, she was here with Jasper.

A waiter presented Jasper with the menu, which he handed to Willow in turn.

To her chagrin, Willow found that the whole thing was in French. After puzzling over it for a moment, she pointed out a few words, which captioned a photo of a steak.

"The usual for me," Jasper declared. The waiter nodded, retrieved the menu, and went off to see to their orders.

Seated across th

the table from

Jasper, Willow felt deeply

uncomfortable. It had barely been

en an

hour since she'd come here with

Xavier There was a distinct

possibility that the staff might

remember her from earlier

Any moment now, one of them might thoughtlessly decide to mention it out loud...