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

to

it, he'd become the biggest joke of the

pounded against her

more chaos

did in the morning was to

to him, the 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

Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let

not know how

chicken soup for you, so it's

was

Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but

Alyssa felt a wave of emotions—bitterness

piece of candy in

Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into

couldn't pull herself out of those

through the rearview

noticed the tears in

"Ms.

Heightsnew

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

crept into Sean's

make a

weighed on her face disappeared,

added, "Do you remember the inmate Mr.

starting to think this

also want to meet that ruthless killer—Justin's

get curious about the Duttons."

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

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

Alyssa arrived at the entrance

"Ms.

outside and you are not yet fully

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