Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 1150

Jameson had his back facing Alyssa, his face turning grim as he adjusted his glasses.

Jasper stood beside Alyssa, lightly pursing his lips. He wanted to stop her, but her words beat him to it. Moreover, intervening now would mean falling for Jameson’s trap. He would then be his bitch, as Landon had disgustingly phrased it.

“Lyse, are you okay? Does your waist hurt?”

Winston wasn’t bothered about Alyssa’s sarcasm. He was more concerned about her injury. “You are so stubborn. You should have gone to the hospital the moment you fell from the horse. Jonah and Mr. Atkins could have taken care of Blaze. Why do you need to do it personally?

“You are just like your mother. Even ten horses wouldn’t be able to pull you back when you are this stubborn. Jonah, get on the phone with Mr. Liverton now. Get Lyse to the hospital and gather a group of specialists to get her treated.”

However, Jonah read the situation well and didn’t comply. Jasper and Alyssa wanted time alone. It would be awkward if he forced his way between them.

“It’s okay. I have Jasper to help.”

that burning gaze, there was no room for anyone else. “Dad, let me remind you-a true man doesn’t try to flaunt what he has

evidence, apprehended the culprit, and stood up for me, Blaze, and the Taylor family under great pressure? Who was the keeping his name and hard work under

swayed by an outsider’s sweet talk. Don’t

walked past Winston and Jameson proudly

of abandonment grazed Jameson’s shoulders. His heart was pricked painfully, and his face was downcast as he

Jasper walked past Winston, he didn’t forget to nod at Winston politely. It was hilarious how stiff

control over her now.”

He didn’t stop them but pointed at his daughter’s retreating figure and reprimanded, “You are so sharp-tongued. The person you marry would be the

but

men wanted to become this unlucky, they would have

watched as Alyssa sat in Jasper’s passenger seat and left. Hatred and dissatisfaction hit his

“Uncle Winston, it was my fault for acting too slow toward Lyse’s accident. I didn’t

enough. The Harpers might have maintained his

my way more. Then, you wouldn’t need to