Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman ) novel Chapter 2151

“W-What do you want? 1-1 can give you a anything. Just don’t kill me, the captain spoke somewhat inarticulately. Assuming Jasper could not understand, he repeated his sentence.

Jasper’s lips curled faintly while revealing a murderous intent, and with a gunshot, the last member of the pirate ship fell to the ground. Then, his gaze turned toward the island. The fierce killing intent in his eyes suddenly dissipated and was replaced by a hint of anxiety and panic because he had been delayed here for too long, and a certain someone might be worried about him.

He had to return to her side as soon as possible. Thus, he jumped onto a small speedboat nearby, started it, and headed toward the island.

On the island, Willow could not relax or focus on anything without news about Jasper. She had been pacing back and forth for quite a while, and Ricky had ordered his men to search the surroundings to comfort her. However, his gaze kept scanning the dark sea in hopes that Jasper would return soon. Their miss was getting anxious because of him.

“Miss Presgrave, have some water.” Johanna handed her a bottle of water. Willow shook her head. “I’m not thirsty.”

“Don’t worry, Miss Presgrave. We all know how capable Mr. Wyatt is. Whatever he does, he will come back safely.” Johanna tried to reassure her.

Willow’s palms were clenched so tightly that they turned pallid. She looked at Johanna and asked for reassurance. “Will he be okay?” Her eyes reddened as if she was on the verge of tears.

“Yes, he’ll be fine.” Johanna hurriedly assured her. It was the first time she had seen Willow on the verge of crying, and she felt distressed. She had protected Willow for nearly ten years and shared a deep bond with her. Willow sighed. “Only if he stands safely before me will I rest assured.”

Jasper also saw her standing there His speedboat rushed ashore, and he was drenched all over after stepping off it. Water droplets from his wet black hair ran down his narrow eyebrows and eyes. Despite looking somewhat bedraggled, he exuded an untamed wildness and dominance.

Willow wanted to hug him, but he pushed her away with his wet arms. “I’m drenched. Don’t get your clothes wet.” She was shoved away just like that, so she could not help but question him, “Where did you go? Why did you disappear without a word? Do you know how worried I was?”

That interrogation made the others around them leave tactfully. It was best to stay away from the scene where this couple quarreled Uhm.” He found it difficult to explain and looked somewhat helpless, like a child who had done something wrong. “Why did you come back from the sea? Did you fall?” She made a guess.

“Yes. I was chasing a pirate and accidentally fell into the sea,” he immediately replied while going along with her guess. He wondered if telling her his hands had just been stained with more than a dozen lives would terrify her.