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.

grow up, but I've never seen him

went out to catch the chicken

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

heart pounded against her

was even more chaos the

first thing he did in the morning was

kitchen looked like it

not 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 more difficult than killing a human being!" At that moment, Jasper

Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let out a

know

prepared the chicken soup for you, so it's only natural that it

was all his

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

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

finding a piece of candy in a pile of

Alyssa stared blankly

those complex emotions

her through the rearview mirror from his driver's

the tears

"Ms.

send you back to Heightsnew Villa," he

I don't want to go

into

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

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

remember the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I want

think this isn't just a

meet that ruthless killer—Justin's

the Duttons." Sean

Then, he asked, "Ms.

normal prisoner? Would you

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

and Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison soon

"Ms.

outside and you