The Taylor family members were flabbergasted when they saw Jameson getting out of Winstonâs car.
Alyssa frowned.
Winston was an arrogant man who always sat on his high horse. No one from the younger generation except his children had ever sat in his car.
Jasper was the most reputable, capable, and influential person in Solana City. Yet Winston had never thought that Jasper was worth his time.
However, as of this moment, it seemed that Jameson had successfully gotten close to Winston.
Anyone would be lying if they werenât shocked.
If Alyssa remembered correctly, Winston used to be cold to Jameson. What was with the 180âdegree change in his attitude after merely a few days?
âLyse, you look so much better. Thatâs great.â
A gentle smile appeared in Jamesonâs eyes. He walked toward Alyssa with a vibrant bouquet of pink roses in his hand and gave them to her. âThis is to celebrate your getting discharged from the hospital.â
Alyssa looked at the beautiful roses before her. Her eyes fluttered slightly.
âThank you, Jimmy.â She took the bouquet.
âI know these flowers are your favorite. I picked them fresh from the field this morning.â The sincerity in Jamesonâs eyes glistened like a shiny diamond.
Everyone present exchanged glances. The atmosphere was subtle.
âThank you for thinking of me, but you didnât have to do this.â Alyssa held the roses in her hand as her lips parted slightly. An inexplicable glint rested in her eyes..
âI will do anything for you.â Jameson looked at her deeply, unable to hide his tenderness for her.
Alyssa pursed her lips. She didnât know what to say. The blatant confession from him was a more intense move than the roses in her hand.
Jasper witnessed the interaction between Alyssa and Jameson. He felt a bitter and painful prick in his dry throat. He could taste the smell of blood.
The next second, his breath tightened.
He saw Winstonâs tall and slender figure get out of the RollsâRoyce. He walked to Jameson. They stood sideâbyâside like father and son.
Jameson greeted the old man with a warm smile. He had successfully integrated himself into the Taylor family.
Winston his shoulder with a smile. Both of them exchanged a few words. Their relationship had indeed taken a 180âdegree turn, Jasperâs eyes instantly became bloodshot. He punched fiercely into the tree bark This wasnât fair!
Yet, what could he have done even if he had walked over? Help clean the Taylor familyâs eyes? And risk upsetting Alyssa?
He couldnât bear to hurt her anymore. That could never happen, âPfft, and I was wondering if you had what it took, Mr. Beckett. You can only stay here helplessly, simmering in your anger.â
A sharp, mocking voice came from behind him.
Jasper slowly turned around. He was met with Axelâs mocking yet dark eyes.
âThe high and mighty Mr. Beckett is nothing more than a mere loser.â Axel hated Jasper. He didnât spare Jasper any mockery.
Axel was protective of his sister. He only cared about relationships and wasnât one to be reasoned with.
It didnât matter if it was a good or bad person. Anyone who hurt his dear sister was guilty of high treason.
âI know I should never appear in Lyseâs life again. But canât I just look at her from a distance?â Jasperâs voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red.
He hadnât had a good nightâs sleep the past few days. He would lay in bed with his eyes wide open every night until the day broke.
His heart felt like it had run dry.
Axel squinted his eyes slightly. He stood beside him and looked at Alyssa. âHonestly, I really hate you, Jasper.â
Jasper pursed his lips slightly. He looked down silently.
âBut Iâm not a fan of that Schmidt guy either. My sister is a good person. Iâm not sure what she did to be Axel stared at Jameson angrily. He scowled.
âI donât know whatâs wrong with Winston I just complimented him for having good taste not long ago, Now, I have to take my words back. If he gives Alyssaâs hand to this Schmidt quy, Iâll snatch her back myselfâ
Jasper was rendered speechless.