Willow reached out and brushed her hand past. her lips. That wasn't just a touch, was it? “Do you still need
proof?” Jasper’s raspy voice sounded.
It was only then that she was pulled back from her thoughts. The fact that he had kissed her was proof that he
did not dislike her, and this realization caused her face to flush red as she bit her lips in embarrassment.
However, she felt that the kiss had ended too quickly, so much so that she barely had the tto enjoy it.
“Is it supposed to be that quick?” she mumbled, clutching her face. Faced with her words, the man was rendered
speechless while she awkwardly whipped her head away. Just then, the light from the torch vanished out of the
blue, plunging them into complete darkness. “Oh no! Don’t tellthe torch is out of batteries!” she yelped,
pouncing into Jasper’s arms.
“They probably forgot to charge it.” He wrapped her in his embrace cooperatively as she buried herself in his
arms, terrified to be trapped in an ancient tomb without any light. Although Willow was clinging onto him, she
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“Don’t be scared. It’s safe here.” Jasper lowered his head to look at her. At the stime, Willow raised her
head, and the distance between their faces minimized.
The two froze for a few seconds, and she could feel his lips at the corner of hers. However, as if struck by
lightning, they quickly turned their heads away from each other. “Jasper, | have something to ask you.” Willow's
voice rang sweetly.
“What is it?”
“Have you kissed other girls before?” she asked, extremely curious.
“You're the first.” Her melodious and smug laugh gently broke the silence. “Really? You aren't pulling my leg, are
you?”
“I never lie.” “All right! | believe you, but | have something to tell you. You just stole my first kiss. However, since
it was your first ttoo, I won't hold you to it.” Just then, a loud call was heard nearby. “Miss Presgrave, where
are you?”
“Mr. Wyatt, Miss Presgrave, where are you?” Willow was overjoyed at the sound of the voices. “They found us!”
Then, she rose to her feet and began to yell toward the opening. “We're here! Cand save us!”
As expected, she soon heard the voice reply, “Did you hear that? It's Miss Presgrave’s voice. Hurry, they're right
up ahead!” Soon after, they discovered the entrance to the cave, basked in the moonlight, and they asked
probingly, “Miss Presgrave, are you down there?” “Yes, we fell. Be careful, though! The ground in this area is
slippery. Don’t fall in.”
“All right. We'll call the captain and the others over.” Not long later, Winston returned with the bodyguards, and
Johanna called out urgently from above, “Miss Presgrave, are you hurt?”
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“Johanna, I'm fine. I'm not hurt.” The bodyguards made quick work of the ropes, and once they were secured,
Willow was hoisted out of the cave, immediately followed by Jasper. “There's an ancient tomb below. Let's go
back and get srest, and we can explore tomorrow morning,” she suggested.
“That's great. We might even find the clues we were looking for,” Winston exclaimed as they headed down the
mountain. Traipsing down the path illuminated by the moon, Willow suddenly felt a gush of warmth in her heart.
She turned around and looked at the man trailing behind her, her lips uncontrollably curling upward into a smile.
Although she had a fright, she did not return empty-handed either.
After returning to the ship, Willow and Jasper took a hot shower to thoroughly clean themselves off before
returning to their tent to retire for the night. However, he did not enter. Just as she was growing confused, he
yanked the zipper open and said, “I'll keep watch. You can just sleep.”
“All right!” She agreed obediently. Exhausted from the long ordeal, she succumbed to slumber in no time. Early
the next morning, the team headed up the mountain to investigate the tombs. With the equipment they had
prepared, it was not even afternoon before they unearthed a coffin. As it was made from cedar, it was
surprisingly in pristine condition, unaffected by the passage of time.