Chapter 689

Chapter 689

Jasper had used his own body to protect her. His breathing was slow and irregular. “Are you ... okay,

Lyse?

“What is wrong with you? I should be asking you that question!” Alyssa cried.

A stinging pain pricked the back of her nose and forced tears into her eyes.

Pain flared from the back of Jaspers head. His vision began to blur, though he still sported a fond

smile.

“You care about me, that's all that...”

Everything suddenly went black.

Alyssa’s heart stopped instantaneously. She clung onto Jasper's body as it collapsed, crying out,

“Jasper!”

The man who tried attacking Lyla was swiftly subdued and taken under Cyrus’ hold.

As he was being shoved into the police car, Alyssa suddenly lunged at him, ready to strike.

Cyrus held her back just in time, consoling her, “Leave him to me, Lyse! I'll deal with him for you.

Don't

dirty your hands with a goon like him!”

“I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him, even if it's the last thing I do!” Alyssa yelled hysterically,

struggling in her brother's grasp.

Silas and Jonah quickly came over, both shocked by how Alyssa was behaving.

Though they knew Alyssa to be steadfast and swift to take action, she was always composed, never

as

hysterical as she was right now.

The aggressor was swiftly locked up in the car. Before it drove off, he even shot Alyssa a dark,

cunning

grin.

“Don't let him go easy, Cyrus! Don't!" Alyssa cried, glaring at him with all her might. Pain and anger

welled

up in her chest.

“Don't worry, Lyse.” Cyrus nodded, getting into one of the cars.

Alyssa stood alone, watching the cars leave. She was shaking terribly, her hands balled into fists.

“Lyse.” Jonah came over to hug her.

now to have the best doctors treat him. I'm sure he'll be fine.”

"Yeah, Lyse ”

Silas went to her side, adding, “Jasper's been in the army before, so his body's seen worse. That hit

on the

head is probably nothing to him.”

“Nothing to him?” Alyssa’s heart clenched painfully.

She ground her teeth, exclaiming. “That bat was made of metal! He may be strong, but it's already a

miracle that he didn’t die from that hit right then and there. Yet here you are still saying... that it's

nothing

to him?”

Silas flinched, feeling upset at himself. Now wasn't the time to kid around.

“I know every single doctor in our family’s hospital, but no one is a better doctor than myself.”

Alyssa took a deep breath, pushing away from Jonah. “I'm going to the hospital right now. If

anything

happens to Jasper, he's answerable to me!”

The two Taylor brothers sighed in unison as their sister left.

"Did I misspeak just now, Jonah?" Silas asked worriedly.

"You did. Jasper saved Alyssa's life after all, and he still hasn't completely recovered. You shouldn't

have joked about it,” came Jonah's stern response.

“It's my fault... It was only thanks to Jasper that Lyse wasn't the one being sent to the hospital right

now. I

shouldn't have spoken without thinking. I didn't mean anything bad...” Silas sighed.

The more he thought about it, the guiltier he felt.

He cried, “Please help me, Jonah... I'm so worried Lyse will stay angry at me!”

“She won't. Lyse never stays mad at us for more than a night.”