NovelEnglishChapter 63 The villager pointed out the little path they'd have to follow, in order to find the village graveyard.
It was clear that the car would not fit into such a narrow path.
Tyson turned to discuss this with his boss: "Sir, I can't drive us through there. It's all mud, so we might get stuck." Immediately, Jasper opened the door and got out of the car.
Last night, how it had felt to touch Willow, the scent of her body... it had been exactly like that woman from five years ago...
He'd reached into her clothes on purpose, and found the ssatin-smooth skin, delicate as a dream... setting his heart afire, remembering the passion of that night...
His blood was boiling. His throat was seized up tight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt first, he'd allowed Willow to be by his side because he wanted to train up his own willpower, and learn to resist her charms.
His ultimate goal was to remain calm and in control of himself, even if she stripped completely naked and laid herself down before him.
And yet... when her fingers brushed against his hand... and when she'd bent over, and the top of her blouse dipped to reveal the slightest glimpse of her cleavage... he'd nearly attacked her, right there. This did not bode well....
And so, Jasper had cto visit Yvette's grave, and take a look at the woman he'd actually slept with, so that he could form a clear idea of how she was a different woman from Willow.
Perhaps that would help him put these desires to rest.
Besides, that woman had saved him using her body, and he'd never thanked her properly, nor returned here to seek her out.
Although she was no longer part of this world, he ought to pay his respects, nonetheless.
Tyson exited the car as well, and hurried after Jasper as he set off down that path to the village graveyard.
Ahead lay an endless field of green, too vast to believe. Now and then, a wild bird would burst out from the tall grass with a rustle. The air was fresh. Nature was thriving here. It soothed the soul.
The path itself, though, was absolutely terrible.
By now, word had spread throughout the whole village. Everyone was gathering around to look at the car, and also at Jasper.
As a whole, the villagers were poor. Most had never set foot into a city before, so they knew almost nothing about the outside world.
Up until now, the nicest car they'd ever seen was Samantha's Audi.
To them, looking upon this glittering Rolls-Royce was like finding an alien spaceship. Curious and awed, they simply couldn't take their eyes off of it. "This can't be real! The entire car is shining!" "I've seen something like this on television!" one of the younger villagers told everyone. "It's called a Rolls- Royce! Just one like this costs millions upon millions!" "Why, that's just a whole lot of money! Who's this wealthy big-shot, and why would he cto a place like this in his fancy car?" The elder who'd been kissing up to Samantha earlier (and talking down to Willow) was now so shocked she could barely stand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo one could believe a visitor like this had cto the village. No one could imagine the reason.
Because her imagination was limited by poverty, it was impossible for her to imagine how a car could be so expensive.
"And the owner was so good-looking! Long, powerful legs... and when I saw his handsface, my heart skipped a beat! I'd sure like him as my son-in-law!" She'd seen Jasper walking down that path, a moment earlier. Blushing bright red, she held her own face in both hands, eyes squeezing shut with delight. All her life, it was the first tshe'd ever seen a man like him.
...Not even on television!
The villager who'd given Tyson directions earlier now pointed at her and laughed, "Carol you foolish sow. don't go getting any ideas, now! He's here to visit Yvette's grave, so he's probably friends with Willow!" That man was here for Willow? Carol's face turned dark.
Could he be the father of her four wretched imps? Cto think of it... that man's eyes did have the ssort of light as Willow's eldest son, Tristan... No... a man like that was far too good for a shameful tramp like Willow!
Gone was Carol's excitement... like a bubble that got popped, her good mood vanished instantly. Trudging Ο. along the path, Jasper's spotless leather shoes were soon coated with a thick layer of mud.
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