As soon as Alyssa's health allowed for her discharge, she left the hospital swiftly without informing her family.

Sean had just assisted her into the car when her phone rang.

The call was from Rosie.

"Mrs. Rosie, how have you been?" Alyssa couldn't hold the phone herself, her hands still bandaged, so Sean held it for her.

"I'm doing well.

Madam, I heard from Mr. Jasper that you were injured?" Rosie's voice was concerned.

"| have been discharged from the hospital.

Don't worry." Alyssa couldn't help but recall the soup she had splattered across Jasper's three-piece suit the other day.

To her surprise, she discovered that he had prepared for such an outcome.

It was as though he had predicted she might throw the soup.

He had left one more serving of soup in the thermal flask just in case.

Feeling hungry after their heated argument, Alyssa managed to sit up in bed with effort.

After he left, she finished the last remnants of soup from the thermal flask.

"Mrs. Rosie, did you ask Mr. Jasper to deliver soup to me while I was hospitalized?" Alyssa smiled.

"The soup was delicious.

I could tell that you made it.

Thank you." "It wasn't me, Madam.

I wasn't the one who made the soup.

Mr. Jasper made it for you personally!" "He did?" Alyssa was stupefied.

"Mr. Jasper went to the countryside the day before to buy a wild chicken.

He came back covered in mud, his suit covered in feathers, and smelling like chicken poop! Can you believe a neatly dressed gentleman like him did that?" Rosie couldn't help but giggle as she recalled the scene.

him grow up, but I've

out to catch the chicken

of it, he'd become the biggest joke of

heart pounded against her chest

more chaos the next

he did in the morning was to slaughter

the kitchen looked like it

the military and has killed terrorists while he was on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human being!" At that moment,

who was nearby Alyssa, overheard what

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let

know how she should

Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken soup

it was

you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but he

heart." Alyssa felt a wave of

like finding a piece of candy in a

ending that call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into

pull herself out of those complex emotions

at her through the rearview

tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

Heightsnew Villa," he offered in

want to go home,"

into

of going to KS Group, are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence on her

sadness that had weighed on her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity in

the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I

to think this

want to meet that ruthless

get curious about the Duttons."

Then, he asked, "Ms.

but that he's just a normal prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T will." Alyssa curled her

deed." It was a weekday today, so traffic wasn't

Alyssa arrived at the entrance

"Ms.

outside and you are not

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