Can’t Win Me Back

It was as if something was stuck in Javier's throat as he pointed at his son's face. His high and mighty

demeanor was slowly compromised. "Jasper, you ungrateful bastard!

"If I was putting on a show, I wouldn't have gone against the majority and suffered the pressure to bring

you and your mother back to the Beckett Group from the slums.

"If it weren't for me, both of you wouldn't have died on the smelly and nasty streets. Have you forgotten

how sick your mother was? She didn't have a single dime on her to go to the hospital for treatment.

"She had no way to support you. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have recovered from her sickness.

How on Earth would you have lived the cushy life you have now?"

Alyssa watched as Jasper, feeling wronged, received a baseless accusation. As a bystander, her heart

burned with fire. She felt her blood boiling in her as her fists clenched.

Until now, Javier wasn't speaking to Jasper as a husband or a father. He was still on his high horse,

thinking he offered charity to Jasper and his mother, a holier-than-thou capitalist.

like it made sense. However, everything was hinted toward one

mother were not from

the one who had been kind and gracious enough to

a move of his finger,

ingrained sense of arrogance and superiority was more humiliating and

and insults.

I have raised you to who you are today. You wouldn't be where you are today without

rude

firing at Jasper with

girl and not a boy, would you have found ways to bring me back to the Beckett family? If

would you ever remember a pitiful

you even remember she who didn't have a roof

food on

smile. He was terrifyingly cold as he continued to

nurture and care and my mother's strong body for who

bastard! You have

Outraged, he raised his hand and was

Jasper across his face.

His terrifyingly glistening eyes carried an