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.

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

even went out to catch the chicken

of it, he'd become the biggest joke

against her

was even more chaos the

first thing he 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 is way more difficult than killing a human being!" At that moment, Jasper

nearby Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

hand,

did not know how she should

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

it was all his

what Mr. Jasper is like? He

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

was like finding a piece of candy in a pile

Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she sat

herself out of those complex emotions that she

glanced at her through the rearview mirror from his driver's

noticed the tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a

don't want to

into

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

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

inmate Mr.

this

want to meet

the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

prisoner, 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 was a weekday today, so traffic wasn't particularly

the entrance to Fifth Prison soon

"Ms.

cold outside and you are not