Chapter 897: Chapter 897

Winston listened attentively to everything Jameson said, maintaining silence throughout.

The car was filled with the sounds of deep, resentful inhales and exhales.

“Please calm down, Uncle Winston. You need to be mindful of your health.” Jameson’s face was filled with concern.

“That Beckett rascal… How could he humiliate my daughter?” Winston held his chest in agony. It felt like his heart was bleeding.

“Lyse may have experienced tragic events. However, those are in the past. I will take care and protect Lyse from now on.”

Jameson looked at Winston with a passionate gaze. “I swear I will love Lyse only. To the best of my ability, I will ensure she is the happiest woman alive.

“Uncle Winston, my love for Lyse has nothing to do with you being her father, the Schmidt Group, or the Taylor Group.

“It’s her unique qualities, personality, and the essence of who she is that I love. No other woman had ever been able to replace how important Lyse is to me. Not a single one.”

Shock painted Winston’s face. He stared at the sincere and dazzling pair of eyes, unable to move an inch.

In the past, Winston didn’t fancy Jameson or the Schmidts. He had never entered into marriage for business reasons. Consequently, he did not wish for Alyssa to marry someone she didn’t love and lead a life of unhappiness.

However, he could tell Jameson was serious about Alyssa. He had once been there before.

Besides, there was no way Jameson could fake the passion in his eyes when he talked about Alyssa.

Perhaps he shouldn’t let Alyssa do whatever she wanted.

She said she wanted to look for happiness. Yet, what did she find? She found a greedy scumbag who couldn’t even keep it in his pants./

“Jimmy.”

Winston rarely addressed him so affectionately. Yet, his eyes looked dead serious. “You know what is up with my daughter. She had once loved Jasper with all her heart and soul. She gave “She might take a very long time, and she might never heal the hurt in her heart bat man.

Lyse is my daughter. I know her like the back of my hand.

“You might be able to persist for a year or two. But can you do it for ten years, even twenty? Can you accept her while she’s like this? Are you sure you won’t regret it?”

“I know she still thinks about Jasper, but I don’t care.”

Tears welled in Jameson’s eyes. His gaze was resolute and sincere. It was a painful sight to see. “I want to make Lyse my wife, no matter what happens to her. I don’t care. I can only have Alyssa as my wife and no one else.”

Winston frowned deeply. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t moved.

“Uncle Winston, I want you to give me a chance. Please give me your blessing.”

When Winston arrived at the hospital, Alyssa was sound asleep.

He kept everything he wanted to say to his daughter throughout the journey. As he looked at her sunken cheeks and pale face, whatever he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. He couldn’t utter a word. All he wanted to do was to keep her company and care for her quietly.

What else could he say?

He couldn’t turn back time to change what had happened. Saying too much would only hurt her more.

It was still early in the morning when Jonah and Silas walked in together.

“Go back and rest, Dad. Alyssa is getting discharged tomorrow. We will send her home,” Jonah said lightly.

“I’m not tired.” Winston was indifferent. He was holding a grudge.

“It’s our fault, Dad. We shouldn’t have kept this from you.”

Silas sighed glumly. “But we were concerned about your health. Plus, you have so many sons. We’re trained to help share your burden in a time like this. Don’t worry. We will deal with Alyssa’s situation.”