My Four Miraculous Treasures

Jasper's deep voice could be heard in the car. "Willow, I'm giving you a chance to take back what you said this afternoon."

What Willow had said about not owing each other anything was probably said out of anger.

He was giving her a chance to take it back.

However, all Willow could think about now was, 'You cannot see me. You cannot see me. Close the window. Hurry up and close the window!'

She was struggling intensely with her own thoughts, and she could not hear a word he was saying.

Willow's head was practically in between her knees. She was thinking how nobody could take her children from her. "That's not possible!"

She did not even realize she had said the last sentence out loud.

Jasper's facial expression turned cold and gloomy.

He had never met a woman as daft as her!

Filled with rage, Jasper started driving very fast.

In less than two minutes, they arrived at the entrance to her neighborhood. Since Jasper was holding

back his anger, he was in no mood to send her into the neighborhood. After stopping the car, he uttered coldly, "Get out!'

Willow was stunned. She could sense the fury in his voice. She shrugged before obediently opening the door and getting out of the car.

After that, Jasper furiously stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

The exhaust fumes blew against Willow's face.

She fanned the foul smell away and snorted in the fumes' direction. "Weirdo!"

He was the one who had insisted on sending her home, and now he was the one getting mad for no reason!

She did not do anything to offend him.

However, it was probably better that he did not send her into the neighborhood. That would only make her anxious. What if they bumped into her other children?

Willow sighed after watching Jasper leave. She began walking to her house.

She soon arrived at her building.

Willow saw a silver Porsche parked in front of the building. It seemed somewhat familiar.

She did not think much of it and proceeded to head upstairs.

"Willow!" A young man's warm voice was heard.

Willow subconsciously turned around and saw Xavier walking toward her. He was tall and had brown hair.

Xavier was full of positivity as usual. Seeing his handsome face made her heart ache a little.

Her face turned cold. "How do you know where I live?"

Jasper knew where her house was because he was her boss. Wasn't it easy for someone to check their employee's address?

What right did Xavier have to do the same?

Seeing how angry and defensive Willow was toward him, he stopped smiling and spoke in an apologetic tone. "Willow, don't treat me like this. I feel hurt too. I came back to the country to see you."noveldrama

He was still walking toward her while he spoke.

As soon as he started getting closer, Willow felt a sense of danger. She backed away cautiously. "Don't come near me! Xavier, I've told you very clearly five years ago that we can never get back together."

Seeing how Willow rejected him and prevented him from getting close, he was worried he might scare her. He stopped walking and kept a distance from her There was a sad look in his eyes. "Willow, I know I did wrong. I've felt remorse every single day for the past five years. If only I wasn't drunk that day... If I wasn't so determined to sleep with you so that I could marry you, I wouldn't have fallen for Samantha's trick..."

"Stop talking!" Willow cut him off coldly.

Her breathing became uneven. She looked firmly at him. "Xavier, you have your own life, and I have mine, Let the past stay in the past. It's all over now. You don't need my forgiveness. It doesn't matter if I forgive you or not."

"No, Willow. You still love me. You haven't moved on, have you?" Xavier was afraid she would say something that meant they were over for good. He stepped forward with the intention of grabbing her shoulders and looking into her eyes to figure out what was on her mind.

Just as he took one step forward, Willow swiftly took one step back to maintain the distance between them. "No. I moved on a long time ago."

"You're lying." Xavier stopped walking. He seemed hurt and refused to believe what he heard.

"I'm not lying," Willow said in an exasperated manner.

"If that's the case, why haven't you gotten married? Why don't you even have a boyfriend?" Xavier asked.

He wanted to force her to admit she still loved him.

"That's because..." Willow was keen to explain, but she suddenly saw the expectant yet fearful look in his eyes.