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 never seen him

went out to catch

the biggest joke of the century!"

against her

even more chaos the next

thing he did in the morning

the kitchen looked

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,

Alyssa, overheard what

He was rendered speechless.

on the other hand,

not know how she

prepared the chicken

it was all his

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

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

was like finding a piece of

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

out of those complex emotions that she

through the

tears in

"Ms.

I'll send you back to Heightsnew Villa," he offered

to

into Sean's

are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to

face disappeared, replaced by

remember the inmate Mr. Steven mentioned? I want

starting to think this isn't just a

want to meet that

to get curious about the Duttons." Sean came

Then, he asked, "Ms.

isn't anything more to that prisoner, but that he's just a normal prisoner? Would

a good deed." It was a weekday

the entrance to

"Ms.

and you are not yet fully

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