Can’t Win Me Back

Searching for Amber without direction would be pointless. Jasper made a swift decision to bring Alyssa back to the manor, shielding her from the relentless chill of the wind. Once inside, he immediately began organizing the search. He deployed his men and contacted Landon, requesting additional support.

The two of them sat together on the couch.

This time, there was no space between them. It was as though an invisible force drew them closer, their proximity feeling natural yet electric. Neither could say who had moved first.

Alyssa, however, was in no mood to dwell on their closeness. Wrapped in her down jacket, she curled up on the couch, her arms hugging herself tightly. A quiet frostiness emanated from her as she sat in silence, listening to Jasper's calm and methodical calls to mobilize his team.

In the past, his composed presence would have been enough to ease her mind. But now, her thoughts were a tangled mess, each one like a razor claw tearing at her heart.

The pain was unbearable, coursing through her body and leaving her trembling. She felt suffocated by the storm of emotions bottled up inside her.

"Madam, please take off your jacket," Rosie urged as she approached with a steaming cup of tea. "You'll catch a cold if you stay in it for too long. Drink this while it's hot-it'll help warm you up."

"I'm fine," Alyssa murmured, pushing the cup back gently. "Give it to Mr. Jasper instead."

"He's as tough as they come. He grew up rolling in the snow and swimming in icy lakes during his military days. You don't need to worry about him."

Jasper, overhearing Rosie's remark while still on the phone with Landon, glanced over.

she desperately tried to project an image of calm, her down jacket doing little to conceal

like a snow

call with Landon, Jasper reassured tenderly, "Landon is on his way here. Don't worry. Ms. Altman will

Jasper." Alyssa handed the

"I'm fine."

eyes, Jasper caught sight of Alyssa's hands, their once-perfect skin now

passing second. The sorrow brewing within

her wounds still hurt, but Alyssa spoke first. "Is Landon coming

"Yeah." Jasper nodded.

she

going through so much, she has become more independent and tough. Plus, Mr. Diaz is watching over her. She will be

of Alyssa's jacket. "It's warm inside. Keeping the damp jacket on will only make you

jacket. Beneath it, she wore only a white silk nightgown. The delicate fabric shimmered faintly under the dim light, a stark contrast to

loosely, partially veiling her breasts,

stiffened up. His throat tightened as

moment did Alyssa realize that all she had on under her jacket was her thin nightgown. Frantically, she wrapped her jacket around herself