Can’t Win Me Back

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.

seen him grow up, but I've never

out to catch

of it, he'd become the biggest joke of the century!" Alyssa couldn't

heart pounded against her

even more

did in the morning was to slaughter the

to him, the kitchen looked like it was a

even kidding!" Rosie went on, "Mr. Jasper used to be in the military and has killed terrorists while he was on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way

Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let out a

did not know

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

was all

whole day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but he knows who matters to

always been in his heart." Alyssa felt a wave of

of candy in

ending that call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she sat in

pull herself out of those complex

the rearview mirror from his driver's

the tears

"Ms.

back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a

don't want to go home," Alyssa responded

into

to KS Group, are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once

her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity in

you remember the inmate Mr.

starting to think this isn't

to meet that ruthless

get curious about the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

anything more to that prisoner, but that he's just a normal prisoner? Would you still

take it as doing a good deed." It was a weekday today, so

arrived at the entrance

"Ms.

and you