Can’t Win Me Back

Amused, Alyssa smiled and taunted, “Mr. Beckett, you followed me from the press conference. Do you plan to break one of my arms again?

“Alice,” Jasper called her name while wearing a cold expression. Anger surged in his chest. He deliberately let his gaze fall on her toned arm, pretending to be casual. It seemed she was unharmed.

empty–handed. Let’s get this divorce done and dusted. It’s not too late. I can talk to Mr. Jonah and get the domestic relations court to fast–track the process for

divorce seemed to mock Jasper relentlessly. It was a phrase

you seem quite pleased with yourself.”