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.

but I've never seen him like this

to catch the

the biggest joke of the century!" Alyssa couldn't believe

pounded against her

more

thing he did in the morning was

kitchen looked like it was a crime

on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human being!" At that

Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

the other hand, let out

did not know how she

who guided Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken soup for you, so it's only natural that it tasted

was all his

don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle

Alyssa felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed

like finding a piece of candy in a pile

Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she sat in

out of those complex emotions that

the rearview mirror

tears

"Ms.

back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a warm

I don't want to go home," Alyssa responded

into Sean's

rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth

face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity

the inmate Mr. Steven

to think this

also want to meet

curious about the

Then, he asked, "Ms.

he's just a normal prisoner? Would you

a good deed." It was a

and Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

cold outside and you

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