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

went out to

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

against her

was even more chaos

in the morning was to slaughter

to him, the kitchen looked like

was on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human

who was nearby Alyssa, overheard

He was rendered speechless.

other hand, let

know how

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

was all his

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

a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed with

of candy in a pile

ending that call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space

those complex

through the rearview mirror

the tears in Alyssa's

"Ms.

back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered in a

to go home," Alyssa responded

crept into

"Let's make a trip to

disappeared, replaced by a fiery

Mr. Steven mentioned? I want to

this

meet

get curious about the Duttons." Sean

Then, he asked, "Ms.

what if there isn't anything more to that prisoner, but that he's just a normal prisoner? Would you still help

It was a weekday today, so traffic

at the entrance to

"Ms.

it's cold outside and you

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