Chapter 781

Chapter 781

Alyssa didn't expect Jasper to carry her to the room where she had lived alone for three years.

Jasper's original intention was to carefully place her on the bed. However, her restlessness in his

arms

led to a loosened grip, and she ended up descending heavily onto the bed.

Luckily, Alyssa had not undergone plastic surgery. Otherwise, her nose might have suffered.

"You didn't stay still. I didn't mean to drop you.” Jasper looked down at her. Seeing her awkward

state, he

couldn't help but find it amusing.

“You bastard. You always find various excuses for yourself!” Alyssa muttered indignantly.

She attempted to sit up on the bed. But the moment she did, Jasper seized her ankle, and he

promptly

pressed her back down.

“Let go of my foot! Are you a pervert?” Alyssa quickly curled her legs. Almost revealing too much,

she felt

extremely embarrassed.

Alyssa had a grasp of self-defense techniques, but from Jasper's perspective, they seemed no more

significant than her routine stretching exercises.

Just then, Jasper’s grip on her ankle tightened a little. His calm gaze wandered from her blushing

face to

her rosy lips, slender neck, and alluring collarbone.

His breath hitched involuntarily. He could feel his blood warming as his heart pounded loudly.

Suddenly, a needle-like pain pierced his head. He closed his eyes, pressing his temples with both

hands

to alleviate the sudden discomfort.

“Jasper, it hurts. It hurts so much.”

“Be good. You won't feel the pain later.”

“I'll try to be gentle with you, I promise.”

Images Jasper had never seen before flashed through his mind, accompanied by amorous gasps

and

moans.

It seemed like he had shared an intimate moment with a woman in this room

But how was that possible? He had never slept with any woman.

Noticing Jasper momentarily distracted, Alyssa kicked him in the abdomen.

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“Get off me!”

She didn't use much force. Given Jasper's muscular frame of six feet two inches, he should be able

to

withstand that kick.

However, to her surprise, he staggered two steps back. He would have fallen if he hadn't steadied

himself against the wall.

Alyssa’s pupils contracted, and she could see that Jasper had turned pale, with beads of sweat

forming

on his forehead.

She hesitated for a moment. Just as she was about to say something, Jasper asked hoarsely, “Why

are

you here for Sophia?”

“It's none of your business. I don't need you to interfere.” Alyssa’s gaze suddenly turned icy.

Jasper experienced a sharp pain in his heart as she regarded him as if he were a stranger. Gritting

his

teeth, he uttered, “If you're here seeking revenge for Lyla's sake, I recommend picking another day.

Tonight is not the right time.”

"Why is it not the right time?”

Smiling, Alyssa sat gracefully with her legs crossed. She showed off her dignified charm like a

queen.

"Oh, is it because Mr. Cornelius, Mrs. Harper, and your Zoe are all here? Are you afraid I'll mess up

your

little arrangement?”

Jasper furrowed his brows. “What arrangement?”

“Your marriage discussion.” Alyssa smiled teasingly.

"Alyssa! That's enough!” Jasper's chest tightened, his bloodshot eyes glaring at her.

"Congratulations, Mr. Beckett. You're getting married again.”

Alyssa completely ignored his anger and instead expressed her seemingly sincere blessing. “Ms. Zoe

is

young and beautiful, with a family background that's so much more prominent than Liana’s. And

she’s

Landon'’s sister, making it all the more familial.”