Chapter 893

Chapter 893

At first, there was still a glimmer of hope for Jasper.

However, he had consistently let Alyssa down, causing her pain and ultimately extinguishing that

flicker of hope entirely.

Waves of spasmodic pain gripped Jasper's heart, and at each surge, a hint of tears welled up at the

corners of his eyes.

He parted his dry lips and asked, “Do you really want to know?”

"Of course. As a man who has loved Lyse for 15 years, I want to know everything about her,”

Jameson said with an almost uncontrollable sense of pride.

Jasper fixed him with a penetrating gaze.

After a moment, a breathtaking smile slowly formed on his pale face.

His voice was hoarse and deep as he said, “Two years ago when she was still my wife, we had

already

become one.”

Jameson's pupils contracted.

“Lyse was already my woman long ago.”

“Bastard!”

Jameson's mind echoed with a resounding roar. Overwhelming anger compelled him to clench his

fists

and throw a fist at Jasper's face!

He couldn’t anyone fathom laying even a finger on his beloved Alyssa, not even in the slightest.

He never even imagined that Jasper had the nerve to rob her of her innocence without genuine love

for

her back then!

Jasper raised his hand to envelop Jameson's fist.

He responded quickly, making him seem like an entirely different person from the one who had just

stood

there taking blows from Alyssa,

Jameson's brows twisted fiercely, and he found himself unable to withdraw his hand.

He had never experienced such an intense sensation of being overpowered by someone

“Lyse hitting me is only fair. That was what I owed her. Even if she were to stab me in the

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Jasper's eyes narrowed. His grip tightened gradually, intensifying Jameson's pain.

He continued, “But who are you? How dare you touch me. I stayed to hear a few words from you

out of respect for Lyse. Don't overstep your bounds, thinking you can oppress me.”

Without any warning, Jasper raised his hand and lifted Jameson off his feet.

Jameson stumbled backward several steps, and his back collided heavily with the wall

Jameson realized his skills were in a completely different league than Jasper's in just that one move.

He was no match for Jasper!

Jameson's malicious laughter appeared out of place against his refined and fair countenance as he

leaned against the wall.

"So, you haven't given up on Lyse yet. Do you still want to compete with me? Can you win against

me?”

“Jameson, I never thought of competing with you. I won't stand in your way if you really love Lyse. I

won't stop anyone from loving her.”

Jaspers decision stemmed from the realization that he had never bestowed upon her the entirety of

his

love.

He would readily let her go if someone else could provide her with that.

“But I know exactly what kind of person you are. I'll keep a close eye on you, and the moment I

sense any

wrongdoing, I won't spare you.”

Jaspers eyes gleamed with a sharp and intimidating coldness as he warned, “Jameson, you'll always

be

within my reach.”

After saying that, he turned and left with his head held high. He slammed the door behind him.

Jameson muttered, “Jasper, your circumstances aren’t any more favorable than mine. Yet you still

intend

to fight for Lyse with me?”

Jameson pushed his glasses. Out of nowhere, he unleashed a furious roar and shattered the glass

door

of the fire hydrant with a powerful punch!

“Jasper, the price of fighting with me for a woman is to fall into hell!”

Landon lingered outside the hospital, chain-smoking while anticipating Jaspers return.

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Witnessing his friend emerge from the entrance with a pallid complexion, Landon discarded the

cigarette. He crushed it underfoot and anxiously called out Jasper's name.