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

went out to catch the chicken

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

pounded against

even more

he did in the morning was to slaughter the

him, the kitchen looked like it was a crime

killed terrorists while he was on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing

was nearby Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

on the other hand, let out a

did not know

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

it was all

Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but he knows who

felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed

of candy in

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

out of those complex emotions that

glanced at her through the rearview mirror from

tears

"Ms.

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

to go home,"

into

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

weighed on her face disappeared, replaced by

remember the inmate Mr.

to think this isn't just a

to meet that

starting to get curious about 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."

good deed." It was a weekday today, so

and Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

it's cold outside and you are not yet fully

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