My Baby’s Daddy

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Chapter 2373 The Celebration

Jasper popped open a bottle of champagne and poured half a glass each for himself and for Willow. It felt like they

were on a date under the candlelight.

Willow held her glass and looked at Jasper with her mesmerizing eyes. She toasted, "Here’s to you, Mr. Wyatt."

Jasper was stunned for a moment and gave her a toast.

Willow sighed and said, "I’ve thought about it—let’s be friends! From now on, can we be friends?"

Jasper nodded. "Sure."

She was a little disappointed that he agreed to that, but she was optimistic about it. At the very least, she would

hear from him. She would cherish the time she was able to spend with him.

Willow was hungry and started to enjoy the cheesy lobster on her plate. She was careless and the corner of her lips

got stained with some sauce.

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The man stared at her profoundly, but Willow was not aware of this. He hesitated for about three seconds before

extending his arms and wiping off the sauce on her lips with his slender fingers.

Willow was dazed, and only then did she realize that she had stains on the corner of her mouth. She was

embarrassed and used a napkin to wipe it off.

Jasper brought her plate toward him and sliced her lobster into smaller pieces.

Willow was delighted; she leaned toward him as she waited for him to feed her.

He knew her intentions and fed her, causing Willow to be overjoyed as she chewed.

Jasper felt like he was on cloud nine too.

Tonight, he left behind his work and his identity as he wanted to celebrate with Willow without any distractions.

"Here’s to wishing that you make it onto the list of Top 10 Outstanding Figures." Jasper toasted her.

"Thank you!" They clinked their glasses, feeling blissful.

Just then, their eyes met. The man’s eyes were as dark as the midnight sky—mysterious and deep while being soft

and seductive.

Willow had butterflies in her stomach again. This man’s gentleness was her weakness.

Her eyes flickered as she glanced toward the night sky, asking, "Is there any alcohol?"

The champagne was not able to drown her sorrows.

"You shouldn’t be drinking."

"I like to drink a little when I’m happy," Willow said as she looked at the man and pleaded, "Just a glass."

Jasper gave in to her pleas. He walked toward the alcohol cabinet and brought over a bottle of whiskey, saying, "I

only have this here."

"That’ll do!" Willow nodded.

He opened the bottle and poured her a small glass. She sniffed it and did not fancy it, but she wanted to try it. If she

forced herself to drink a little, she would be able to get drunk!

"To you." Willow toasted Jasper again.

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He took a sip of the whiskey and filled her plate with food. "Fill your stomach before drinking."

Willow nodded and enjoyed his service as she savored the food and drink. She was focused on getting drunk.

When the glass was almost empty, Willow stood up to pour herself more, but she was stopped by Jasper. "Don’t

drink too much as you’ll get drunk."

Willow shook her head and smiled. "I’m not worried as you’re here."

Jasper looked at Willow helplessly; she started to feel a little tipsy as she would not stop staring at him.

Willow kept staring at him while eating the food he took for her as if he was some sort of eye candy.

She drank a little more and wanted to get another refill. Jasper got up and took the bottle of whiskey away to the

alcohol cabinet.

"Don’t be so stingy," Willow complained and followed him.

She trailed behind him, but he turned in frustration and stopped her. "That’s enough. Finish up your dinner and I’ll

send you home."

"I’m already full. I just want a little more to drink," Willow said stubbornly.

All of a sudden, the lights flickered and went out completely due to the old wiring.

The hall fell into complete darkness, except for the dining area where two candles were burning brightly on the

table.

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