Meanwhile, Jasper was recuperating at a private villa in a nearby suburb.
On that particular day, he had taken the medication, marking the conclusion of his first round of treatment. He was aware that Alyssaâs employees would deliver the medication for the second round later on.
He believed Alyssa was only repaying him for his help, not doing it out of genuine affection for him.
Throughout the day, he had experienced mild chest pains. To his surprise, a high fever struck him during the night.
âXavier? Xavier?â he croaked, his throat parched and sore, as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
After a while, he remembered that he had sent Xavier on an errand to pick up some important documents from Beckett Group. Xavier was probably on the way right now.
He managed to rise from the bed, only to discover that his sheets were soaked in sweat. His hair clung to his forehead, and his entire body was drenched, as if he had fallen into a pool.
Changing into fresh pajamas, he went downstairs to get some water. The doorbell rang just then.
Puzzled, he approached the intercom and turned on the video feed. When Alyssaâs radiant face appeared on the screen, his eyes brightened with excitement as his heart raced.
âJasper Beckett, I know youâre in there. Open the door,â she demanded, her gaze unwavering as she stared into the camera.
He remained silent, his lips pressed together.
Her anger flaring, she threatened, âAre you faking your death, or are you truly dead? Open the door now! If you want to draft a will, go ahead. If you donât have one, Iâll come in and take care of your affairs.â
Jasper coughed, taken aback by her words.
Growing concerned, Alyssa began banging on the door, saying, âI see through your little game. If you refuse to open the door, Iâll just stay here until-
The door su cuttin open, her off mid-sentence. Jasper, dressed in navy pajamas and looking pale, stood before her, smiling weakly but still managing to look good.
He welcomed her, âMs. Alyssa, itâs cold outside. Please come in.â
It would hurt his heart to make her stand in the cold.
Alyssaâs heart skipped a beat as she saw Jasper, who had visibly lost weight and appeared sickly.
Hadnât he been taking his medication on time? He had seemed fine not too long ago, so how had his condition deteriorated so quickly?
She bit her lower lip and went in. He tried to pull himself together as he led her to the living room.
He inquired, âWhat brings you here? Did Xavier tell you my address?â
âDonât blame him. He did it for your own good,â Alyssa replied. She took a seat on the couch and fixed at penetrating gaze on him.
In a chilly tone, she continued, âYou donât have trustworthy people around you. It would be unwise to let go of Xavier.
âBesides, thereâs no point working for a loser like you. If you fire him, Iâll hire Xavier to work at KS Group.
Youâd better not cry over losing him.â
âYouâre overthinking it, Ms. Alyssa,â Jasper said, locking eyes with her.
never selv Despite his attempt to contain his joy, a smile crept onto his face. He added, âI would to leave after all the years heâs been with me. I just He just didnât want to worry Alyssa, Suddenly, his mind traveled back to the night when Alyssa had put distance between them and stood by Jameson. She had seemed averse to him.
Because of that, he dared not vocalize his thoughts.-
âWow, you keep calling me Ms. Alyssa. Why did you stop calling me âLyseâ?â she wondered with an amused squint.
âI know you hated it when I called you âLyseâ,â he replied.
Her eyes widened. For some inexplicable reason, she felt a pang of sadness and pain.