Can’t Win Me Back

At that moment, a sharp, metallic taste of blood surged up Jasper's throat, choking him so violently that he struggled to breathe.

Winston and Silas stared at them, mouths agape. Chills went down their spines.

Silas could feel Winston's arm stiffening up and his palms turning cold.

Alyssa, the darling of their family, was everything to Winston. Yet, even though bonded to Jasper, she had been repeatedly hurt-physically and emotionally.

Jasper loved Alyssa with all his heart. He'd humbled himself, giving his all for her and Winston's sakes.

Even so, could Winston forgive him and let it go when his most beloved daughter fell into danger once again, almost losing her life?

To make matters worse, the current Jasper had lost his ability to feel emotions due to his brain injury. He no longer loved Alyssa, and this had since been a thorn in Winston's flesh.

Justin's gaze remained fixed on Jasper, his eyes hardening with cold fury.

laden with condemnation, "you were wrong to regret your decision and break your word, especially after you made a promise to Ms. Alyssa, knowing how much it

of having such a remarkable, noble woman like her lower herself to compromise and endure humiliation for your sake-even when you no longer loved her. You gave her

over his blanket. His vision began to dim as if he had been hit at

exact words to him last night. Hearing them from Justin

back in his wheelchair, his eyes lowering

all, Ms. Alyssa is Winston's most cherished, and I didn't want to make things awkward in front of him. I didn't want to strain your relationship with the Taylors, either. "But you didn't give me that chance. What happened between us? How did we drift

that carried a mix of sorrow and helplessness. "You and Alyssa shared something unforgettable, and even then, you've reached this point. I guess our brotherly bond

said nothing

eyes burned with a mixture of pain and rage. He looked as if he had been

his fists in frustration. It was obvious that Justin was exploiting this moment to drive a wedge between

envious, jealous,

the bitter thought that Justin deserved this, that his life in a wheelchair was nothing more than the

on their faces. Justin then left the room after them. As the oldest son in the Beckett family, it

and Xavier were the only ones left in the