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 never seen

out to catch the

become the

against her

more

the

the kitchen looked like it was

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

who was nearby Alyssa, overheard what

He was rendered speechless.

hand, let out

know how she should

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

it was all

don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words,

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

was like finding a piece of candy

call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she

couldn't pull herself out of those complex emotions

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

noticed the tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in

don't want to

crept into

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

her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery

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

to think this

want to meet

curious about the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T will." Alyssa curled her lips upward into

deed." It was a weekday today,

arrived at the entrance

"Ms.

you are

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