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.

up, but I've never seen him

went out to catch the

he'd become the

against

more chaos the

first thing he did in the morning was to slaughter

kitchen looked

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

was nearby Alyssa, overheard

He was rendered speechless.

hand, let

know how

who guided Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken soup for you, so it's only natural

it was

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

his heart." Alyssa felt a wave

was like finding a piece of candy

blankly into space as she sat

pull herself out of those complex emotions that she

the rearview mirror

noticed the tears

"Ms.

back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a warm

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

crept into

Group, are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence on her thoughts

had weighed on her face disappeared,

inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I want to

this isn't

to meet that

the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

a normal prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T will."

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

Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison soon

"Ms.

you are not

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