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 him like

to catch the

of it, he'd become the biggest joke of the century!"

heart pounded against

even more chaos

he did in the morning was

to him, the kitchen looked like

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

who was nearby Alyssa,

He was rendered speechless.

hand, let

did not know how

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

was all his

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

his heart." Alyssa felt a

like finding a piece of candy

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

herself out of those complex emotions that

at her through the

tears in

"Ms.

Heightsnew Villa," he offered

don't want to

crept into Sean's

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

on her face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity in her

added, "Do you remember the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I

to think this isn't

meet

starting to get curious about the Duttons." Sean came

Then, he asked, "Ms.

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

take it as doing a good deed." It was

arrived at the entrance to

"Ms.

cold outside and you

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