Chapter 113

Alyssa tossed and turned throughout the night. Whenever she closed her eyes, her mind would be filled with Jasper's charming look. She could feel his fingers on her waist vividly.

The thought made her sit up in bed suddenly. Why would her mind go there when they were divorced?

Finally, she slept for two hours and went rowing for an hour in the morning to suppress her desire. After that, Sean prepared a hearty breakfast for her.

She looked troubled while eating her bread and eggs and drinking her coffee.

"Ms. Alyssa, are you bothered by Ella's case?" Sean grabbed a napkin and gently helped her to wipe away the crumbs and oil on her fingers. His elegance could match that of a royal footman.

"I hate the feeling of losing." She inhaled sharply and narrowed her eyes. However, she did not vocalize the rest of her thoughts—that she hated the feeling of being under Jasper's control.

"How do you plan to deal with Betty Beckett?" Sean asked.

"I need some time to think over it. We need to