All Chapters of Can't Win Me Back: Chapter 1941 - Chapter 1950

On the way back to Crescent Bay, Xavier was driving with Ben in the passenger seat while Newton and Jasper sat in the back.Typically, they would chat endlessly, but they seemed unusually silent tonight.As they neared their destination, Newton sighed and placed his weathered hand on Jasper's shoulder. "Jasper, I know Justin went too far tonight and upset you.""I'm fine, Grandpa," Jasper replied with a faint smile. Under the dim light, his face was indescribably handsome yet cold."Don't take it to heart, Jasper," Newton continued to comfort him."He's my brother and my life savior. I can let it go this time."Jasper's words implied that if there was a next time, he wouldn't tolerate it again.He was Alyssa's husband, not a doormat. He couldn't tolerate any man harboring intentions toward Lyse under any pretext."I think Justin won't stay too long. He'll probably return to Mosgravia in a few days. In places where he's present, try not to let Alyssa show up."Newton continued,

"I couldn't sleep without you." Alyssa hurried over to Jasper and assisted him in removing his suit and loosening his tie. As she leaned in, she sniffed at his shirt collar. "You didn't drink tonight?""Justin's body can't take alcohol, so we didn't drink. We had tea tonight."Jasper hooked his left arm around her waist while using his right hand to unbutton his shirt. His pleasant voice was laced with tenderness and guilt. "I had a chat with Grandpa, so I came back late. Sorry for making you wait.""What's wrong? You seem so down tonight, like a pitiful puppy." Alyssa brushed her fingertip against his charming double eyelids while looking at him gently. "Did Justin do something to you? Did he bully you?"Suddenly, she pouted angrily. "If he dares to mess with you, I'll overturn his wheelchair! If anyone bullies my man, I'll make sure they won't end well!"Jasper, who had been trying to hide his emotions, finally couldn't restrain himself. He stared at her intensely, his eyes slig

From the moment Jameson entered, his gaze was fixated on Alyssa with desire. She found herself unable to escape it, no matter how hard she tried.Disgust curdled in her stomach, and she ripped her eyes away, muttering a scathing curse under her breath.Jasper regarded Jameson with seriousness. He suppressed his anger and held Alyssa's hand tightly in his.Jameson's gaze, lingering on their intertwined fingers, darkened. A teasing smile, out of place in the somber atmosphere, stretched across his lips.Landon saw it too. His fists clenched, his knuckles turning white. He yearned for a peaceful farewell for his grandfather. If this weren't a mourning hall, he wouldn't hesitate to wipe that infuriating smirk off Jameson's face."My condolences, Mr. Landon," Victor offered, stepping forward with a hand extended. "Although considering your new position, perhaps Mr. Harper would be more fitting."Landon met Victor's gesture with a cold stare. "I don't recall inviting you to the funeral

Winston's voice boomed through the hall. "Even if you lack business acumen, Mr. Schmidt, a little observation goes a long way at your age. Can't you tell my daughter and Mr. Jasper are ride-or-die with Landon?"Jameson was caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events. He remained silent, his face pale with embarrassment.Winston's recovery and return from overseas to stand by the Harper family spoke volumes. No one would dare to look down on Landon anymore. "Let's go, Jimmy," Victor said tersely, realizing it wasn't wise to prolong the confrontation with his former ally. With a darkened expression, he strode out of the hall.Jameson adjusted his glasses and trailed after Victor. As they departed, Winston called out without looking back, his voice carrying a tone of admonishment. "Even if you wished to appear sincere, you should have ensured you did it properly and spared yourself the embarrassment. Instead, you chose to create a scene at someone else's funeral, deceiving ev

Justin Beckett?A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Justin's name was synonymous with the immense suffering he had endured. He had survived a brutal kidnapping that resulted in severe mutilation. To receive proper treatment in Mosgravia, he had to relinquish his right to succeed. He was finally back!Jonah and Silas exchanged wide-eyed glances. The hushed atmosphere shattered as cameras flashed, a cacophony of questions drowning out Justin's polite greeting."Oh, it's you, Mr. Justin. The pleasure is mine," Winston greeted, his eyes narrowing imperceptibly. Despite any internal turmoil, he remained composed, extending his hand to shake with the legendary figure of Justin Beckett.Justin's hand felt cold as ice, its smooth and clean appearance contrasting starkly with the roughness of Jasper's hands. Winston couldn't help but note the difference. Jasper's hands were so calloused that Winston wouldn't have been surprised if Jasper had done hard labor in his spare tim