Can’t Win Me Back

However, what was Alyssa going to do?

Winston loved Alyssa the most. She was naturally someone who gave her all when it came to love. In this life, she had chosen Jasper. She wouldn't be able to get over this relationship.

Yet, Jasper was no longer in love with her. It was devastating for the person who remained, abandoned in the end.

Just then, a nurse knocked on the door and entered the room. "Mr. Beckett, it's time for your checkup."

"Alright, I'll head over now."

Sheryl held onto the handle of Justin's wheelchair with both hands while Justin excused himself politely.

He said to Winston, "Mr. Winston, I'm sure that you have a lot to talk about with Ms. Alyssa. I shall give you both some space. The medical standards at this hospital are quite high. Also, I've arranged for several surgeons to come by tomorrow. They'll examine Ms. Alyssa first thing in the morning.

"If you can't trust them, you may also transfer her to another hospital. I can help you connect with people. These aren't things that you should worry about."

Winston steadied his breathing. "Thank you."

...

After Justin left, Winston sent his wives out of the hospital ward too. He wanted to speak with Alyssa one-on-one.

that Ms. Gillis come from? She's really getting

only because Winston was here. Otherwise,

that she's Mr. Justin's private physician." Mandy pulled out a handkerchief from her purse

"Private physician?"

she was very attentive and had a great memory. "I've heard from Ms. Thompson, the woman who looked after Tatiana, that she really loves doing manicures. However, due to her profession, she isn't able to go for manicures. "The doctors in their hospital don't even paint their nails. Even so, that woman obviously kept her nails long. Even though

Colene were too focused on being heartbroken and arguing that they hadn't noticed this detail

such high status. Mr. Justin is Mr. Javier's oldest son, who grew up well-respected. Moreover, he's physically challenged. Why would he

she looks like a doctor. Who knows who she is

young, my father's colleagues had nannies, masseuses, chess teachers, and freaking goddaughters by their side. They called them all sorts of

son. How

Lyla was speechless.

had just said. Immediately, she clarified,

thought. Suddenly, she

Lyla and Colene said that they

of you. I'll look

for Jonah and Silas, but that was an excuse for her to have some time alone to catch a breath of fresh

Lyla, and Colene all loved

family. In other words, she watched

and breakup was a blow to her heart. She couldn't compose herself so