Chapter 951

Alyssa lowered her eyes and moved Jasper's hand away. "We should get the door first," she said as

she brushed past him.

It was evident to Jasper that she wasn't being herself. It felt as if she was feeling a little resentful

toward him.

Alyssa hurried to the entrance and opened the door.

"Mrs. Rosie!"

"Madam!"

Rosie dropped the bags that she was carrying and held Alyssa in an emotional embrace.

"Madam ... I've missed you so much!" Rosie cried. She sobbed like a child even though she was

already in her 50s.

Alyssa stroked Rosie gently. She choked back her tears, saying, "I've missed you very much, too! I'm

glad to see you energetic and well."

Jasper had tagged along behind Alyssa. He was surprised to see Rosie.

Without a doubt, it was Alyssa who called Rosie over.

"Mrs. Rosie, Mr. Beckett hasn't been feeling too well recently. I'm quite busy, and I'm afraid I might

not have the time to look after him. Sorry to have to trouble you with looking after him,” Alyssa

explained gently.

"It's my duty to do so! But, the fact that you're willing to look after Mr. Jasper ... Truly, I ..." Rosie

responded. She was on the brink of tears again

Never had she imagined that she would be able to see Jasper and Alyssa being together again

during her lifetime. Even if she were to die, she could now rest in peace!

Jaspers heart gradually sank upon hearing Rosie's words.

He knew Alyssa well. She was someone who could care for herself independently. More than that,

she usually avoided troubling others.

However, she had summoned Rosie over from Seaview Manor this very night. There could only be

one purpose—she no longer wanted to spend time alone with him.

He surmised that she no longer wished to do so, yet, at the moment, was unable to ask him to

leave. Consequently, she opted to call someone they both knew well to circumvent any potential

awkwardness under the same roof.

At that thought, Jasper slowly clenched his fists by his side. Simultaneously, he felt his chest tighten.

The night before, they had been entwined with immeasurable affection for one another. Yet today, it

seemed as if nothing had transpired the previous night. This sensation suffocated him, tormenting

him to the brink of despair.

Upon Rosie's arrival, she refused to sit idly by. Despite the late hour, she industriously took on tasks

like laundry and cleaning the living room for Alyssa. Rosie was determined to prepare meals for

them as well.

Despite the attempts to dissuade her, Rosie remained as busy as a bee.

After the meal, Alyssa offered to help with the dishes, but Jasper insisted on taking care of it himself.

"Oh my, Mr. Jasper! Who are you kidding? You've never done such labor ever since you were young!

Leave the dishes there. I'll do the washing!" Rosie hurried over to stop him.

"It's alright. I used to do chores like this when I was young," Jasper casually remarked as he put on

the gloves. Even though it was just a passing remark, it caught Alyssa’s attention.

Her face registered surprise for a moment. Despite their time together, she was largely unaware of

his childhood experiences.

Nevertheless, she returned to the room alone, leaving Jasper and Rosie in the kitchen.

Evidently, she didn't want to come into unnecessary contact with him.

A tight knot constricted Jasper's throat, leaving him breathless. All the energy drained from his

entire body.

Love made him fearful. It made him afraid of gaining and losing.

Rosie took the plate from his hands. "Mr. Jasper, I'll do the washing up. You don't look too good,”

Rosie offered with a concerned look on her face.

"Mrs. Rosie, could you possibly go up to have a chat with Lyse later?" Jasper asked.

"What is it? You've just reconciled with one another. Did you two bicker again?"

Jasper looked worried and helpless. Rosie felt bad for him.

"I feel like I don't understand her at all, Mrs. Rosie. No matter how I try, I couldn't get her to open

up to me."

Jasper let out a dispirited sigh. He felt terrible.

"I hope you can go and talk to her. Back then, at Seaview Manor, she was the closest to you. Maybe

she'll open up to you when you chat with her and share some things she isn't willing to tell me."