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

went out to catch

it, he'd become the biggest

pounded against her

was even more chaos the next

in the morning was

the kitchen looked like it was a crime

right? According to him, slaughtering chickens

who was nearby Alyssa, overheard

He was rendered speechless.

the other hand, let out a

did not know how

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

was

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

a wave of emotions—bitterness

was like finding a piece of candy in a pile

Alyssa stared blankly

of those complex

at her through the rearview mirror from his driver's

tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a

I don't want to

crept into Sean's

not thinking of going to KS Group, are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence on her thoughts subsided,

face disappeared, replaced by

"Do you remember the inmate Mr.

this isn't just

meet that ruthless killer—Justin's

curious about the Duttons." Sean came

Then, he asked, "Ms.

just a normal prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T

a good deed." It

Alyssa arrived at the

"Ms.

it's cold outside and you are not

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