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

even went out to

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

heart pounded against her chest

even more chaos the next

first thing he did in the morning was

kitchen looked like

battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human being!" At that moment, Jasper sneezed violently

nearby Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let out a

not know how

Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken

was all his

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

a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed with

like finding a piece of candy in a pile of

that call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space

herself out of those complex emotions that she

at her through the rearview mirror

the tears

"Ms.

back to Heightsnew Villa," he

to go home," Alyssa

crept into Sean's

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 thoughts subsided,

had weighed on her face disappeared, replaced by

inmate Mr. Steven mentioned?

think this

want to meet that ruthless

the Duttons." Sean came

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

a good deed." It was a

and Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth

"Ms.

and you are not yet

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