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

went out to catch the

he'd become the biggest joke of

heart pounded against her chest

more chaos the next

did in the

looked like it was a crime

on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a

who was nearby Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

other hand,

did not know how

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

it was all

whole day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper

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

like finding a piece of candy

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

herself out of those complex emotions that she was

her through the rearview mirror from his

tears in

"Ms.

you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered

to go home,"

into

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

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

Mr. Steven mentioned? I want to visit

to think this

meet

about the Duttons." Sean

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

deed." It

the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

and you are not

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