Snare of Love
Chapter 683 I Can Provide for You

Boyce was wheezing with heavy breaths, "You have nothing to worry about. Before our marriage, I won't do anything to hurt you."

Even if they lay in the same bed, he wouldn't touch her anywhere.

He felt some form of pressure in his heart as well. He always felt that Jasmine was too young, and if he did anything to her, it would make him as though a "rapist". He would feel guilty.

Jasmine didn't continue to tease him. She felt that he was really a rare gem whom she had to treasure. She got up from Boyce's arms and seated herself opposite to resume the dinner. She picked up some dishes and put it in his plate, "Whatever you like to eat, I will make them for you."

All of a sudden, Boyce felt like he was back at home. As a single man for a long time, the prospect of someone caring for him was attractive, and it was something precious to him.

He shoved the mashed potatoes which Jasmine had put into his plate into his mouth.

After dinner, Jasmine began to put back those cutleries, "If you can't fall asleep, you should have it easy outside."

Boyce shook his head as he followed her around and watched her wash those plates.

Jasmine glanced at him, "What's there to watch here?"

"I want to learn this. Then I can help you do it later on." Boyce said with a solemn tone.

Jasmine simply laughed.

"Ms. Burke, Ms. Burke." Kirk came over with a watermelon in tow, "Grandpa wants me to give you this." He saw Boyce, and then he added, "You guys can eat together."

Jasmine put down the dishes, washed her hands and took over the watermelon. She placed it on the desk, "Help me to say thanks to grandpa."

"My grandpa says you're welcome. He told me that you're a good person, Ms. Burke. You have given me a lot of learning tools. This watermelon is nothing." Kirk said while smiling, and when he grinned, his shiny white teeth formed a stark contrast to his tanned skin, "I'll be going now so that I won't bother you."

After saying that, he marched out of the house.

Jasmine looked at the watermelon on the table, and a kind of loneliness seeped into her eyes, "I will be missing them."

She was afraid that no one would come take her place to teach those student once she was gone. Keith was not going to be here long term, and due to the poor condition here, not many would come here to be a teacher. She feared for those children's future. They were innocent, kind, and they deserved to have a bright future. And the only way to reach that future was by education.

Boyce reached out and caressed her face. He could see through what she was thinking as he announced, "Leave everything to me."

Jasmine looked up at him and asked with her eyes widened, "Do you have any solution?"

Boyce let out a vague sound of approval.

"You're really great." Jasmine tiptoed and wrapped her arms around his neck and she pecked at his cheeks.

After that kiss, she quickly let go and continued washing those remaining dishes. Her head was lowered, and she felt a subtle sweetness spreading in her heart.

At the same time, Boyce was standing rooted to the ground, as if he was still savoring the warmth of that fleeting kiss.

After finishing up with the washing, Jasmine stuffed the watermelon into a wooden bucket which was filled to the brim with well water, "The water from the well is cool. It can make the watermelon more refreshed, and we can eat it later."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at him, "I am going to take a bath."

Boyce immediately replied, "I will be out there."

After saying that, he shut the door as he left the room.

Jasmine didn't move an inch, and the corners of her lips were raised.

Boyce took a seat on a stony bench under the tree. A soothing breeze was in the air, so he didn't feel stuffy.

He was figuring out a way to spill this to Wendy so that he wouldn't hurt her.

After all, he was the one who went back on his words.

"Can I sit down here?"

Boyce looked up to see Keith walking towards him. He approved, "Just sit down."

Keith sat down on the other end of the bench.

He was gazing at the endless starry night sky when he asked, "Will you be together with her?"

Boyce gave a vague response under his breath.

Keith was a little down, "How I wish that you never appeared. Perhaps she would accept me. She is the first girl that I love."

Boyce didn't say anything to that.

It was pointless to debate over something so hypothetical.

In the end, he appeared, and he was able to look at himself earnestly and affirmed his feelings.

"What do you do? Will you be able to take good care of her in the future?" Keith suddenly felt anxious about Jasmine's future life with this man. Boyce's curiosity was piqued, "Why are you interested in that?"

"You said that since I am not working, I can't give her a good life. What about you? Can you give her a good life?" Keith refuted with a vehement tone.

Since he was criticized before, he finally got his chance to have a few words with Boyce now.

Boyce simply felt that this guy was a little childish, "I can't promise her a life of luxury, but I am for sure be able to provide for her."

"Are you trying to fool me? Your answer is too vague. You can provide for someone even if both of you are living in poverty too. If you can't give her a quality life, then what difference is there between you and me? The reason you don't want to tell me your job is it because you are embarrassed?" Keith's tone grew sharper as he rambled on.

He still had some frustration in his heart, so he was venting it out on Boyce.

Boyce simply stared at him without any trace of emotion, and just as he was about to retort, the door opened Jasmine appeared dressed in her pajamas. She had washed her hair, but she didn't blow dry it yet with how those hair were glistening with moisture. She had overhead what Keith had said despite being in the house just now.

She didn't like the fact that Boyce was getting interrogated here.

"He is the deputy director of the Public Safety Bureau. Do you think his position is good enough?" Jasmine's expression was very cold.

She respected Keith and saw him as a friend, but she couldn't stand it if he was going to speak to Boyce in such a manner.

Putting aside the fact that Boyce was someone distinguished, even if he was a nobody, she still wouldn't tolerate anyone badmouthing him. In her eyes, everything about Boyce was nothing short of amazing.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐