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.

I've never seen him like

out to

the public got wind of it, he'd become the biggest joke of the century!"

pounded against her

was even more chaos the next

in the morning was to

the kitchen looked like it was

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

Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

the other hand,

did not know

prepared the chicken soup for you,

it was

don't you know what Mr. Jasper is

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

was like finding a piece of

Alyssa stared blankly into space as

out of those complex emotions that she was

through the

noticed the tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

I'll send you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered

don't want to go home," Alyssa

into

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

on her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity

you remember the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I want to visit

starting to think this

also want to meet that ruthless killer—Justin's

starting to get curious about the Duttons."

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

good deed." It was a weekday

the

"Ms.

outside and you are not

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