Can’t Win Me Back

It was in the early hours of the morning. The hospital corridor was quiet. The operating theater light had been illuminated for ten consecutive hours.

Jasper was sitting up straight on the bench. Both his body and facial expression were still. Yet, his gloomy gaze and the popping veins on the back of his hands that were on his knees revealed the nervousness within him.

Even so, sitting opposite him was an even more nervous pair of siblings. They were Clarissa and Hendrix Sparks.

Till now, Hendrix had no idea how much his sister suffered in the Schmidt family.

More than that, he couldn’t believe that the Schmidts, whom they had always admired, weren’t the ones who offered to save their father. Instead, it was Alyssa.

Another 30 minutes passed before the operating theater light was turned off.

The Sparks siblings held onto each other’s hands tightly. Jasper also couldn’t help but get up to his feet.

The door opened, and an exhausted Alyssa walked out from the operating room in her green scrubs.

had a mask over her face, and only a pair of eyes could be

race. There was something that he hadn’t realized

like the White Dove, who had fought alongside him and saved him from the raining bullets on

was that

of the eye in the Taylor family. How could she have appeared on the battlefield

he was unreserved and completely truthful with her. So, why would she not mention a single thing about such a significant

But if… Just if…

the White Dove, whom he

he inhaled was like an invisible blade that ruffled him

make such assumptions. A

his soul had been captured even just by

“Ms. Alyssa, how’s…”

lips were pale. Her heart was full of anxiousness, and yet, she couldn’t bring herself to probe