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.

up, but I've never seen him like this

went out to catch

wind of it, he'd become the biggest joke

heart pounded against her

more chaos

the morning was to

kitchen looked like it was a

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 sneezed violently in the president's

who was nearby Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

hand,

not know

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

it was all his

the whole day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper

felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed with

was like finding a piece of

Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she sat in

those complex emotions that

her through the rearview mirror from

tears in

"Ms.

Heightsnew

don't want to

into

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

her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity

the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned?

starting to think this isn't

meet that

get curious about the Duttons." Sean came to a

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

It

and Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

it's cold outside and you are

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