Can't Win Me Back



Chapter 2357

The hot soup soaked through Jasper's clothes, and the scalding heat mirrored the intense temperature of his body at that moment.

Yet, his focus wasn't on the discomfort. He leaned forward and grabbed Alyssa by the wrists, pulling her hands toward him with firm insistence.

'Let me have a look. Do your hands still hurt?"

"Let go of me!" Alyssa struggled as tears filled her eyes.

*Stop struggling. You haven't recovered from your injuries!" Jasper's breaths became heavier as he tightened his grasp over her wrists.

He saw her tears glistening in her eyes as she waved her bandaged hands at him, her face a mixture of misery and comic helplessness. Yet, there was an undeniable adorableness about her that sparked a deep, protective instinct in him.

Memories of the past flashed in Jasper's mind.

As his gaze remained fixed on Alyssa, something dark stirred within him, a coldness he had held for so long rising to the surface.

Then, without warning, his mind blanked. He pressed his chapped lips against hers, feeling her soft, trembling mouth against his. Their noses brushed together, and he could sense the gentle dampness of her skin.

Through their tangled breaths, it was clear-Jasper's kissing was awkward, almost painful, like a teenager clumsily exploring love for the first time. He bit her tongue in his eagerness. But Alyssa-she endured it in silence. As much as this was a terrible kiss, she couldn't help but sink into it.

Despite the clumsiness of the kiss, something in her could not pull away. It was as if, after a lifetime of hardship, she had been handed a piece of sweetness buried within sharp grains of sand, and she was willing to swallow it whole.

Jasper's intense masculinity took Alyssa hostage, consuming her from the inside out.

Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in Jasper's temples, and his vision blurred. He was forced to pull away, his face stiffening as the agony surged through him.

Alyssa stared at him, her lips still moist from the kiss, her eyes wide with confusion.

Jasper felt like a thousand devils were howling and tearing at each other inside his mind. He bit his tongue until it went numb, desperately trying to calm the chaos within.

He summoned every ounce of strength within him to suppress the demons that roiled inside. It was the only way he could appear normal in front of Alyssa, rather than a creature dependent on medication to retain his humanity.

"Don't be with Justin. Don't meet him... Can you promise me that?" His voice was low and strained. Cold sweat covered him.

"We've broken up, haven't we? You were the one who ended things. What right do you have to tell me what to do now?"

Alyssa's eyes were red, and she provoked him deliberately, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "Does it bother you to see the person who was once yours with someone else? Are you bothered, or do you still care for me?"

"We were once lovers. I just don't want you to get hurt again." Jasper's words trembled with barely contained emotion. His hands shook, but no one saw. His urge to search for his pills almost consumed him. "That's all I wanted to say. It's up to you whether or not you want to heed my words. But just know that I will never harm you." After saying that, he strutted toward the door.

"Earlier... what was that about?' Alyssa questioned him out of the blue.

Jasper stopped in his tracks. He closed his eyes briefly, simply responding. "Good night."

*Jasper, you are so good at tormenting me," Alyssa said with a wry smile, watching as he walked away.

She curled up into herself, hugging her knees tightly. Her heart ached as she replayed the kiss, unsure whether it was born from lingering affection or some primal instinct buried deep within him.

Without love, a lifetime felt impossibly long.

Yet, it was too suffocating when there was love.

At midnight, Justin arrived at the airport in Kontina's capital city on his private plane.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

With Sheryl and Remy as company, he sat in a luxury car that sped through the night.

The atmosphere in the car was tense. Justin had taken his medications, and he rested with his eyes closed the entire way. Remy was in the driver's seat while Sheryl sat next to him, holding her breath.

Having worked for Justin for so long, of course, she knew who he traveled all the way to Kontina to meet with.

Despite being someone who often smiled, Justin became quiet and gloomy when he thought of the man he was about to see.

The car eventually stopped outside a grand, mysterious estate. Sheryl's voice broke the silence. 'Mr. Justin. We've arrived."