Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 2420

Jasper strode out of the room and hurried down the stairs, his pace so brisk that Xavier had to jog to keep up.

As Jasper reached the living room, he spotted Justin sitting upright in his wheelchair, alone. Their eyes locked when Jasper was just a few steps away.

Hostility flickered between their gazes.

Curling his lips upward into a slight smile, Justin asked, "Jasper, heading out at this hour?"

Xavier gritted his teeth, loathing the self-righteous air Justin exuded, as if he always held the upper hand. The sight made him want to charge forward and knock Justin clean off his wheelchair.

"It's late. Why aren't you in bed?" Jasper asked coldly, his tone as sharp as his glare. "It seems that broken body of yours is still holding up."

"Jasper, you seem to be in a rush. Did something happen? Do you need my help?"

Justin maintained the smile on his face, disregarding Jasper's sarcastic remark.

"It's none of your business."

Without another word, Jasper swept past him.

Justin's voice followed, low and sinister. "Jasper, there are many people and matters that have nothing to do with you. Why dive into murky waters and bring trouble upon yourself?"

usual warmth vanished from Justin's eyes, replaced by a chilling sneer. He fixed Jasper with a look of pure

mid-step, a chill spreading

of provocation, often inciting chaos without so much as a blink. Behind his polished exterior lay a rotten core,

back, his eyes narrowing. Without warning, he kicked the base

tightly to steady himself. Though he managed to avoid falling, his composure was shattered, leaving him looking

sidelines, felt

he spoke with icy

a speedy recovery. However, if this is merely an act, I hope

through the front

a long moment, Justin sat still. Then, slowly, he rose from the wheelchair. His

the chair over

pocket. Breathing heavily, he

is everything going?" he demanded, his

was slightly startled. She hesitated before responding

calm himself down after being riled up

and snow fell heavily on the mountain

wound in her left arm, Amber fought fiercely against her attackers. But

She collapsed onto the snow, battered and bruised, the ground beneath

Sheryl approached. Dressed in an extravagant white gown, she stopped short,

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