Can’t Win Me Back

Coincidentally, both Jasper's and Newton's expressions darkened, and they both fell into silence. It was as if they had read each other's minds and learned that neither of them wanted to let Justin in. Yet, their unwelcome guest had already taken the liberty of coming in. Ben, who had been waiting at the door, reluctantly opened it for Justin.

"Grandpa, I heard that your condition suddenly flared up. How are you feeling? Are you feeling better now?"

Then, as if only just noticing Jasper in the room, Justin's eyes flickered briefly. He gave a warm smile. "Oh, Jasper. You're here too."

Jasper's expression remained grim. He nodded slightly. "Hey, Justin."

"If I'd known Jasper was here, I would've come tomorrow instead. I don't want to disrupt your rest." Justin wheeled himself over to Newton's bedside.

"It's fine, Justin," Newton replied, though his smile seemed forced. "But it's late, and you're not in great health yourself. You didn't have to make a trip to visit me."

Justin leaned forward slightly, a subtle gleam in his eyes. "Grandpa, you've always treated me the best and loved me the most. I wouldn't feel right not being by your side while you're in the hospital." Newton's body trembled slightly beneath the blanket at Justin's words.

kept his expression neutral. He masked his doubts, a skill essential

begun to resurface, filling his lonely nights with a sense of emptiness and a coldness that crept

Jasper a conflicted look. "Is it urgent? Jasper isn't an

you." Jasper didn't want to intrude, so he turned and left the room

sense of tenderness in his voice which

surprised tone, Newton asked, "Oh? There's someone who caught your fancy? Is she someone from

you know. Not just you-Jasper knows

elegant and charming face. He continued, "It's Alyssa Taylor. I really like

Alyssa?" Newton's eyes

the door, Jasper caught every word. Each one pierced his chest like a slender needle, invisible yet sharp, leaving wounds that

Justin admitted