All of Jameson’s efforts proved futile as he found himself back at the same starting line as Jasper. He couldn’t accept that outcome. He needed Alyssa. He had to marry her!
“Yes, Mr. Jameson. Love can’t be forced,” Lyla said.
Lyla then walked elegantly to Winston’s side and caressed his waist. Her tone was gentle and non-threatening, yet each word felt like a stranglehold on Jameson’s throat. “I’m sure Winston didn’t mean it. We know you are serious about Lyse.
“But, it takes two hands to clap for love to last. As Lyse’s family, we are thorough with everything we do because we want Lyse to be happy. If she eventually marries someone she didn’t love, we would be kissing her happiness in this lifetime goodbye.”
Jonah was silent. His lips curled into a mocking smile as he stared contemptuously into Jameson’s eyes.
Lyla usually appeared gentle and harmless. However, she was an intelligent person.
Her intelligence lay in how well she knew Winston. She didn’t mention Jasper the entire time and played the emotion card. Winston, a man who stood for love to be free, understood his daughter’s situation.
Jameson’s face turned stiff and pale. A dark glint lingered in his eyes. He could barely hold his chivalrous and elegant demeanor any longer.
“Jameson, Lyla is right. You can take a horse to the water but not
make it drink.”
Winston sighed thoughtfully, “Don’t be disappointed and don’t be overly stubborn. Let things be.”
Alyssa was unwilling to head to the hospital. However, Jasper eventually managed to coax her into receiving treatment.
By the time they returned home after treating her wounds, it was late into the night.
“Why are you so annoying, always going against me? I told you I don’t need to go to the hospital for this injury! Ouch!”
Alyssa struggled to exit the car, her aggression causing her to i her waist. Deep furrows formed on her brows, reflecting the pain she gasped for air.
Jasper was so anxious that he could hardly catch his breath. He quickly scooped her into his embrace. “You eejit! Stop being so stubborn! Do you have any idea how loud your screams were while you were receiving treatment at the hospital?”
“I-I didn’t scream.” Alyssa’s delicate face turned as red as a tomato.
“What do you mean? I thought I was standing in front of the delivery room while you were giving birth to our baby.” Jasper lowered his head and kissed her sweaty face hard.
His breathing was heavy, and his kiss was forceful, as if he was punishing her.
Alyssa thought about the word “baby”.
An agonizing pain swelled in her heart as she instinctively tried to slip
Jasper didn’t notice something was off with her. He thought she was acting unnaturally because of her wounds. Without saying a word, he
carried her into the villa.
Everything that took place at the horse racing event shook the entire
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Upon discovering the news, Rosie skipped her dinner and anxiously awaited Jasper and Alyssa’s return.
“Madam Alyssa, how is your injury?” Rosie saw the ugly look on
Alyssa’s face and how Jasper was carrying her in his arms. She was
about to burst into tears as her heart ached.
“I’m okay, Mrs. Rosie. I can walk.”
Alyssa pouted and lightly punched Jasper’s chest. “It’s his fa making it such a big deal. I’m not as fragile as he thinks.”
Jasper chuckled lightly. His eyes were filled with affection. “Yes, y My beautiful Lyse is a warrior. She is the coolest and sassiest woman I’ve ever met in my life.”
He didn’t like to use the word “strong” to describe a woman. No one was willing to be strong if they had a choice.