Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper's men arrived right after him.

Each with a flashlight in hand, they spread out and began their search for Alyssa.

Jasper sprinted through the heavy rain, indifferent to the fact that his pants and shoes were covered in dirt.

His blood-red eyes were brimming with concern.

"Slow down, Mr. Beckett! Watch your step!" Xavier stumbled along behind Jasper with much difficulty. He was befuddled.

What the hell happened? Why was Alyssa at this terrible place on her own? Alyssa took care of the four perverts.

She beat them up till they were on their knees, begging for their lives.

But it was also because of this that she had expended all her enerov Chea

barely managed to keep herself together even as she forced herself to stay conscious.

She had swiped one of the men's cell phones and got back in the rain. She continued walking forward blindly.

At the same time, she was also afraid that the men would not be satisfied that they had lost and come after her.

So, she didn't dare to stop for even a second. She didn't have any energy left to fight off any form of danger.

Her legs were shivering, but she kept walking on autopilot. It felt as if her legs were no

single step forward any longer. She collapsed under a run-down pavilion halfway down the mountain. After she

afraid of was that Jasper wouldn't be able to

arms around her knees. She buried her head in her arms and drifted off to sleep. She continued

her blurriness, she dreamt about

continued to flow from her. She

heard Jasper's voice calling out to her. But she didn't have any strength

later, her cold, shivering body found itself enveloped in a burning hot embrace. A

softly,

sparkled in a way that tugged at

was so tense and hoarse that he almost couldn't speak. " It's me, Lyse. I'm here." Earlier, he had seen her nestled into a bundle of pitiness from afar. He choked on his

that it was like it was bleeding after it had

this moment, warm tears flowed down his cheeks, leaving damp

He was crying buckets.

in a muddle. She cried out indistinctly, "Jasper... Our child... Our child is gone! You have to save him!" A In an instant,

blow deep down

a

hand on her forehead. The burning temperature he felt on his hand struck him with terror! ""Lyse! You're running a temperature! I'll get you to a hospital now!" Jasper exclaimed as he