Suddenly, Alyssa felt Jasper''s hand on the small of her back. He pressed her against his warm chest.


    "Mmm..." Her body went limp, and her breath caught. Jasper sealed her lips with a look of desire and


    guilt.


    He kissed her deeply, passionately, and freely in front of Newton.


    Newton and Ben looked delighted at the scene as their hearts raced. Given Jasper''s nature, he


    consistently exhibited reserved, undiplomatic, and challenging traits.


    When Jasper was a teen, Newton had seriously considered bringing him in for a psychiatric evaluation


    multiple times, but he worried he might injure the poor kid''s ego.


    Now, Jasper was a changed man all because of Alyssa.


    "Don''t! Grandpa is here." Alyssa shoved Jasper away awkwardly with a blush on her cheeks.


    "Grandpa is family." Jasper put a hand on her waist. He blurted out, "Besides, why can''t I kiss my lover


    in public?"


    She shyly pressed her moist lips together at his flirting.


    In the past, all he could do was carefully trod around. Every time, he hesitated to use the word "lover".


    Little did he know that all he needed to do was courageously take a step toward her. Once he took that


    one step forward, their hearts would touch.


    "Ahem! Ben, have you fed the birds in the backyard? Let''s do it now!" Newton chuckled with glee.


    "Sure, Mr. Newton!" Ben was equally happy.


    When Jasper finally moved his lips away from Alyssa''s, her lipstick was smudged. He wiped away the


    smudge and said, "Lyse, thank you. I''m d to have you by my side, whether in the past or the


    present."


    "Do you know the reason Grandpa loves fireworks?" Alyssa embarrassedly lowered her gaze and


    adjusted his tie for him.


    Tell me.


    "It''s because Grandma loved them." She sighed. "When she was young, she loved ying with


    fireworks. But Grandpa was an insensible young chap who only bought her bottle rockets and yed


    them in the garden. She was annoyed and nicknamed him Newton ''Bottle-Rocket'' Beckett."


    Jasper chuckled. "That''s a great nickname. It suits his personality."


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    "Grandma was timid. Whenever he lit a bottle rocket, he''d run up to her, and she''d hide in his arms. He


    then put his hands over her ears.


    "Grandpa often told me that those were the best years for him. He could not forget every moment he


    shared with Grandma. Any status or power could not top his longing for her," Alyssa said wistfully.


    "That''s why I''m doing this for Grandpa. This is all I can do for a loyal old man who is living in his


    memories."


    Jasper teared up after listening to her stories.


    "Eh? Are you serious? You tear up easily these days, don''t you?" She hurriedly wiped the tears from


    his eyes with his tie. "Why would you get all emotional when I''m not even talking about you? Is there


    something wrong with your eyes?"


    Jasper felt extremely guilty. Of course Newton''s stories had everything to do with him.