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.

him grow up, but I've never seen him like this

out to catch the chicken

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

pounded against her chest

was even more

first thing he did in the morning was to slaughter the

the kitchen looked like it

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, Jasper sneezed violently in the president's office

nearby Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

on the other hand, let

did not know how

the one who guided Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken soup for you, so

it was all

the whole day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with

in his heart." Alyssa felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed

was like finding a piece of candy in a

Alyssa stared blankly into space as she sat

couldn't pull herself out of those complex emotions that she was

the rearview mirror from his

tears in

"Ms.

send you back to Heightsnew Villa," he

I don't want to go

into

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

face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity in her

Mr. Steven mentioned? I

think this isn't

meet that ruthless killer—Justin's

get curious about the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

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

arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

it's cold outside and you are not