Can’t Win Me Back

Even though Newton was Javier's father, he still sided with Alyssa.

He gathered his energy and said sternly, "What do you mean he's already ended up like that? Jasper's limbs are intact.

He's just ina coma for now! Are you trying to curse your own son? "If you think that Jasper can't make it, why don't you go make preparations for his funeral instead of spewing rubbish here? Maybe you'll even shake off some of that bad luck while you're at it.

" "Dad, are you seriously defending her, even now?" Javier's rage boiled over as he glared at Alyssa, his eyes bloodshot.

"Tt really makes me wonder if you are my son's kryptonite! What did Jasper ever do to deserve this from you?" Despite her sharp tongue, Alyssa kept her silence, fists clenched at her sides, swallowing the resentment sent her way.

Her silence only fueled Javier's fury.

He raised his hand impulsively, aiming to strike her pale face.

"Javier, stop it!" Newton's eyes widened in alarm, but his aging body was powerless to intervene.

Alyssa shut her reddened eyes, making no effort to dodge.

She knew she deserved it.

Javier wasn't wrong—Jasper's condition was her fault.

She deserved this slap.

She deserved to die.

through the air, and Alyssa

the blow never

tear-filled eyes slowly, her breath caught in her

mid-air, Justin's grip tight around his

stunned her more, though, was that Justin

He was standing.

at his eldest son, Justin, who

Newton, too, was floored.

scanned Justin's

gaze lingered on Alyssa— it was so

this because he was trying to

That was his choice.

don't think that

Alyssa is at fault.

out on an

slowly let go of

time, Javier felt