Jasper was standing alone by a black Ferrari with a straight back and a gentlemanly demeanor right outside Heightsnew Villa.He narrowed his eyes at the intricate family crest on the metal gate during the wait.He had been looking into the Taylor family for days. From his research, he learned that the Heightsnew Villa was the property Winston Taylor bought for his first wife, Alyssa's mother. The luxurious villa was one of its kind in the nation and worth more than the monetary value.It turned out that Alyssa's mother had named the villa. On a side note, he found out that Alyssa had chosen the name Alice White during their marriage, partly inspired by her mom's last name, Whitaker.Still, he hadn't figured out the reason she had chosen "Alice" for her first name, if there was any. She did not look like an Alice.When he was deep in thought, the gate creaked open. He quickly gathered his attention and tensed up a little. He found Alyssa standing on the stairs and staring down at
Immediately, Jasper reached for the seatbelt and helped Alyssa fasten it.She clenched her jaw and flinched as though she was in contact with filth. "Where are you bringing me?""Last night, we agreed on picking up your stuff from my place today." He let go of her and leisurely placed his hands on the steering wheel."I will be there. You didn't have to pick me up!""I don't trust you." He started the engine and stole a glance at her. "You're a bloody good liar. How many times did you lie to me in the past three years? Were you ever honest with me?""Had I never?" She smirked. "Think what you want. It doesn't matter."Her words were like bullets to his chest. He felt chills in his body. Sometimes, he'd rather she had never fallen for him. At least, he wouldn't have felt guilty for his poor treatment of her.The Ferrari sped on the highway as the scenic view passed them by in a blur. Since Alyssa could not escape, she decided to take things as they came. She crossed her arms an
Alyssa's lashes fluttered. Jasper's knowledge gave her the goosebumps."How did you know I am a size 5.5?"He remained stoic. "Your feet look tiny. It was a blind guess."She curled her feet in the slippers awkwardly but did not forget to take a dig at him. "All men are the same. They're either leering or openly touching the opposite sex."He went silent. Deep down, he knew he wasn't being upfront. He learned about her shoe size only because he had carefully scrutinized every single item she left behind at Seaview Manor.He also learned that she had a stockpile of snacks at home, like a squirrel collecting nuts. Most of them are chocolates. Her favorite perfume was La fille de Berlin by Serge Lutens, which he remembered well. At first, he thought the spicy scent did not suit her. Looking back, he was wrong. The arrogant and intense scent was created just for her.He learned about her shoe size. Her collection of white shoes was laid out cleanly on the shoe rack, as though she w
Alyssa felt creeped out by Jasper's sudden show of care. His belated attention was like expired food that only brought disgust.She made a call to Sean. "Sean, I'm at Seaview Manor in Solana City. Pick me up now.""What?" He was astonished to hear that. "W-Why are you there?""It's a long story. Let's talk when you're here."After the call, she made her way up the stairs. She planned to pack the clothes and leave the moment Sean arrived, as she did not want to overstay.Her former bedroom was near Lauren's room. From talking to the maids, she learned that Lauren had taken a break from her studies. She thought of checking in with the girl.Standing at Lauren's door, she overheard Betty's bitchy rant. "You little bitch! What did you do to Mr. Harper at Grandpa's birthday? Tell me!""No, I didn't … Betty, I didn't do anything to him." Lauren's teary voice was heart-wrenching to hear."Bullshit!" Lauren's denial only fanned Betty's anger. Betty believed that her sister was lying. "
Alyssa paused for a while before saying coldly, "I'm fine, but Lauren might not be."Jasper's eyes darkened as he tightened his grip on Betty's wrist."Ouch! Jasper, let go! It hurts!" Sweating from the pain, Betty was close to tears. He finally let go of her wrist. Betty stumbled backward and fell onto the ground from the strong impact."Jasper, that bitch started it! She threw her slippers at me! Look at the mark on my face—that's the evidence!" Punching the ground between sobs, she grumbled, "How could you blindly side with an outsider who beats up your sister at home?"Surprisingly, he did not so much as give Betty a look. Instead, he turned to Alyssa. "Are you really okay?"Alyssa secretly rolled her eyes and ignored him. Instead, she hurried over to Lauren and squatted on the floor, gently caressing Lauren's soft hair."Alyssa!" Lauren immediately went into her embrace and sobbed. She had never shed a tear when Betty hit her. However, she lost control of her tears when sh
Liana might be devious, but she lacked the backing of an influential family. She was also physically weaker. Betty figured that she could ride over Liana, either through brain or brawn.Alyssa was another story. Not only did she come from a powerful family, she was ruthless in her revenge. Betty worried she might be Alyssa's punching bag if the latter got back together with Jasper.A sudden idea popped up in Betty's mind. Since there was only space for one, she thought of calling Liana to Seaview Manor. She'd sit back and watch Liana and Alyssa fight.Once she decided on it, she called Liana and exaggerated, "Lia! This is bad! Jasper brought Alyssa home, and they're being touchy-feely! I'm worried that you might actually lose out."…Meanwhile, Jasper ordered the maid to clean up the mess in Lauren's room. At the same time, Alyssa hugged the poor girl while pacifying her."Lauren, don't be scared. I'm here.""You're my sister-in-law!" Lauren was a twenty-year-old but acted child
"Are we not over this yet?" Alyssa curled her fist and took a few deep breaths as her eyes lit up in fury. "I have said what's there to be said. I have nothing more to explain, even if you don't believe in me!""Had we come across each other a long time ago?" Jasper leaned closer to her, desperate for an answer. His body was close to pressing against her back. "Alyssa Taylor, answer me. Had we come across each other a long time ago?"Her chest tightened, and her lips paled. "No, you're overthinking. Our first encounter was when Grandpa declared our engagement. We never met each other before that."She was afraid that he might find out she was the girl who had saved him ten years ago. After the divorce, there was no point reminiscing her 13 years of love and pursuit of Jasper, for that would only remind her of how embarrassing and pitiful she had been.She was prideful. The last thing she wanted him to know was her 13-year crush on him. That'd be too humiliating.Disappointment fla
"Why?" Tears streamed down Liana's face, like a damsel in distress. Sophia had taught her this move because men would fall for it."Good question. Why?" Everyone heard Alyssa's voice from the top of the stairs. Looking over, they found her carrying a suitcase with ease and pompously made her way down with her chin held high.She was the embodiment of grace and charm, a stark contrast to Liana's gloominess.Liana hugged Jasper tightly with a sparkle in her eyes. She glowered at Alyssa. Everyone was anticipating drama at this point.With a hard look in his eyes, Jasper placed his hands on Liana's shoulders in an attempt to push her away. However, Alyssa mistook the action as a flirtation."So, that was why Jasper insisted I pick up my stuff at his place. How else would I have stumbled upon their public display of affection?" Alyssa thought.Her only wish at that moment was to take a bath and change into a fresh outfit at home. She definitely needed to take off her current outfit
Jasper held his breath. It felt as if his legs had been chained together. He was unable to move. Looking at a stiff Jasper from behind, Xavier noticed his shoulders trembling slightly. An ominous feeling rose within him. "What did you say?" Jasper questioned. He sounded as if he was forcing himself to hold himself back from getting emotional. "Mr. Justin once mentioned that you were saved by a female doctor when you were badly wounded on the battlefield many years ago. I heard that you have been searching for her and that you've been grateful toward her." Jasper's back stiffened up. He narrowed his eyes and asked in a frosty voice, "This is a private matter. Why would Justin have told you about it?" "Mr. Justin mentioned it to me because I also used to work as a doctor in Luminara. He was hoping that I could help with finding that woman. "I finally have news on her whereabouts now. Mr. Jasper, don't you want to see the White Dove again? She was the person who gave her all t
That night, Alyssa stayed in the presidential suite of Solana City's KS World Hotel. She couldn't bring herself to return to her own manor—not yet. The lingering memories of her breakup with Jasper were still too raw, and the thought of revisiting their former home felt like reopening an unhealed wound.The following morning, she was awakened by a knock at the door. Groggily, she slipped on her night robe and opened it to find Sean standing there, carrying a complete set of brand-new hiking gear.Alyssa smiled. "Thank you, Sean." "Ms. Alyssa, it's freezing today. Are you sure you want to go hiking?" Sean walked into the living room and placed the items neatly on the couch. He still felt somewhat worried. "It's alright if it's cold, as long as the weather is good."Alyssa gazed out the window. The sun was shining brightly. The thought of going hiking with Jasper today made it impossible for her to conceal the sweet smile on her face and the delight in her eyes. She still love
Remy's eyes were bloodshot; his expression twisted with disgust as he stared at Sheryl. He could hardly fathom how someone so deranged and vile had once been close to Jasper. Even if Jasper and Alyssa had separated, Sheryl was nowhere near worthy of Jasper's side; she was not even fit to be the dirt on Alyssa's shoes.A sudden flash of memory struck him—the image of Alyssa during that traffic accident. He recalled her mustering all her strength to crawl out of her wrecked car, her face bloody, her body broken yet defiant. He had never seen such a fierce spirit in a woman before.His heart pounded uncontrollably, the memory triggering a sharp pain in his temples. Remy closed his eyes, gasping for breath.Sheryl broke into wild, unhinged laughter. Her entire body shook as she spat out her words, "Oh, Jasper, you poor, clueless fool!"If he ever discovers that the woman he's been tormenting all this time is actually his savior—the one he's been desperate to repay—that would be an eart
Sheryl's eyes lit up. "And what might that reason be?"Justin's lips curved into a faint smirk, his voice calm yet carrying a cold, ethereal tone. "Besides Ms. Alyssa, there's another woman who holds great significance to Jasper. She's the only one who can compel him to act without hesitation." Remy, usually a man of few words, abruptly spoke up. "Is she the one you've mentioned before? The woman who saved Jasper on the battlefield?""After Jasper retired from the military, he was plagued by PTSD. He came back shattered, dispirited, even on the brink of taking his own life."During that time, I often spoke with him over the phone, urging him to hold on, to keep living. I reminded him that if I could endure this half-disabled existence, then surely, he could find a reason to go on."Justin's tone was leisurely, as though recounting something insignificant. He continued, "I told him that if he were gone, what would become of Beckett Group? More than that, he would leave Dad and G
A first-rate Wiktorian mansion was located in a secluded and quiet area on the East Side. It was Justin's private residence. Outsiders were unaware of its existence. Sheryl arrived in the early hours of the morning, rushing to report to Justin, only to bump into Remy, who exuded an unmistakable air of coldness. His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept in days. A menacing vibe surrounded him, and his eyes burned with feral intensity. Sheryl felt unsettled and longed to flee his presence."You're like a ghoul," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes before knocking on the door to enter Justin's study.Remy remained expressionless in the face of her contemptuous remark. He followed her into the room. In his classically-decorated study, Justin sat in his wheelchair, idly toying with a colorful cockatiel in its gilded cage.Jameson once possessed an exquisite, costly cockatiel at The Millenium. A devoted follower of Justin, the former idolized the latter, mimicking
Alyssa released Jasper's hand and quickly opened the car door. "Mr. Beckett, see you there, rain or shine." The warmth of her touch left his fingers as she withdrew. Jasper instinctively curled his fingers inward, his mouth parting to say something—anything—but hesitation held him back.Without waiting for his response, Alyssa slipped out of the car and disappeared into the night without a backward glance. It wasn't until she was fully gone that he whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "See you there, rain or shine." …When Alyssa returned to the parking lot, Sean was standing worriedly beside the car, waiting for her. Seeing her approach, eyes glistening with unshed tears, he knew she had just seen Jasper. A dull ache tugged at his heart, and he was certain their conversation had been anything but pleasant."Ms. Alyssa," he began softly, "I know you're relentless in everything you pursue. But some things in life… they just can't be forced. Sometimes, letting go can be its own k
Xavier was confused. He caught the tie bar in his hands and asked, "What's this, Mr. Beckett?" Jasper closed his eyes to rest. He tugged at his tie knot but still felt suffocated."It was from Sheryl," he answered. Xavier let out a cry. "This filthy thing is from that wild woman? I don't want it!" With a disgusted look on his face, Xavier hurled the tie bar aside. "I'm already seeing someone. I don't want my girlfriend to misunderstand me." "Girlfriend?" "Yeah, Mr. Beckett. Maggie is my girlfriend." With his eyes closed, Jasper frowned. "She's become of age?" Xavier didn't know how he should react. "She's already in university, Mr. Beckett. Am I that much of an animal in your eyes?" Suddenly, the memory of himself and Alyssa rescuing Maggie flashed through Jasper's mind. Just then, Xavier exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Beckett, look!" Jasper opened his eyes slowly, and his heart jolted. Standing alone before his car was Alyssa, framed against the piercing headlights,
Alyssa balled her hands into fists as she pressed them against the faux rock. All her focus was now directed onto Sheryl instead of Jasper. At this moment, Sheryl picked up the tie bar from its box. While Jasper was distracted, she clipped it onto his tie. Jasper was taken aback. He quickly stepped back, but Sheryl was quicker, and the tie bar was clipped on. "Mr. Jasper, it suits you really well." Sheryl's eyes were captivating, and her voice was sultry. If she were speaking with any other man, they would be easily captivated by her. "It looks like I made the right choice." Jasper's eyes dimmed. Yet, out of courtesy and because Sheryl worked for Justin, he did not react in any way that would put her in a difficult spot. Alyssa's eyes reflected a deep sorrow as she watched them, her gaze carrying the silent desolation of a snowstorm beginning to overtake her heart. Even so, she forced herself to stay rational. She pulled out her cell phone, wanting to record Sheryl's ever
Jasper stumbled into the hotel's back garden and stopped by the pond. He panted hard, feeling as if he were drowning. Even so, he could not return to his usual composure. As he shook all over, he bent down and grabbed a handful of snow. The bone-piercing cold spread through his body, but he still couldn't suppress the throbbing pain in his temples. His eyes became bloodshot. He stuffed that handful of snow into his mouth and swallowed all of it. He couldn't suppress it. He couldn't suppress it at all.The pills. He needed those pills! "Mr. Jasper? What are you doing here?" Sheryl's surprised voice came from behind Jasper.He held his breath, his fingers tightening around the snow in his grasp, veins bulging as he clenched his fists. Slowly, he straightened his back and turned to face her. "I came out for some fresh air," he answered in an extremely hoarse voice. Sheryl narrowed her eyes and studied him. "Mr. Jasper, you look awful. Are you feeling unwell?" "I'm fine." A