NovelEnglishWillow thought, What truly matters is love, not an official document. Then, she texted Anastasia and shared her plans for a
vacation. Anastasia supported her daughter's holiday idea but suggested they go to the family's private island 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. | was waiting for you."
Looking at the time, he said, "I'll order sfood."
Once lunch was brought over, she began outlining her plans for an island vacation. He looked at her affectionately. "My tis
entirely yours now. Wherever you are is where | want to be."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA 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 nonetheless.
That afternoon at the mall, he had indeed becher 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 Planning." Her cheeks flushed, but
she composed 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 | browse?" She pouted slightly and picked up a box before handing it to him.
"Are these good?"
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 the largest size available and added it to the shopping cart as if it were a hot potato. Then, feeling like it
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwasn't enough, she selected two more boxes from different brands before finally urging him to leave. "Let's go!"
He nearly burst into laughter, 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.
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