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

to catch the chicken

public got wind of it, he'd become the biggest joke of the century!" Alyssa couldn't

against her

more

did in the morning was to slaughter

kitchen looked like

the battlefield, right? According to

who was nearby Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

the other hand,

know how she

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

was

spent the whole day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but he

felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed with a

piece of candy in a pile

stared blankly into

couldn't pull herself out of those

at her through the

noticed the tears in

"Ms.

send you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered

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

into

to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison."

face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity

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

to think this isn't just a

also want to meet that ruthless

get curious about the Duttons." Sean

Then, he asked, "Ms.

prisoner? Would you still help him

doing a good deed." It was

at the entrance to Fifth Prison soon

"Ms.

and you are

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