Can't Win Me Back



Today, after undergoing a full-body checkup, Jasper was cleared to return home for rest, having met the conditions for discharge.

After lunch, Xavier brought a suit set over and helped Jasper change into it piece by piece.

When it was time to tie his necktie, Xavier was naturally reminded of those countless sunny mornings when Alyssa tied Jasper's ties for him.

Alyssa was good with her hands and knew how to tie Jasper's tie in all sorts of ways.

Every time she finished, Jasper would wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her close before pressing a deep kiss against her lips.

Xavier wondered if there would ever be a chance to witness that beautiful scene again. He was discontented. He uttered, "Um, Mr. Beckett..."

Jasper was silent. He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at Xavier with a frosty gaze.

Just as Xavier was about to muster up his courage to talk about Alyssa, someone in a white lab coat strutted into the room.

"Mr. Jasper, you look rather good today."

The smile on Sheryl's face reached her eyes. Casually, she walked before Jasper. "Congratulations on getting discharged from the hospital."

As she said that, she held out both hands and presented him with a bunch of creamy white tulips that she had hidden behind her back.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking emotionless, Jasper hesitated for a bit before taking the tulips from her. "Thank you, Dr. Gillis."

"Mr. Newton and Mr. Javier are on their way to pick you up. They're both really worried about you."

Sheryl curled her light pink lips upward. "Mr. Justin isn't feeling very well today, so he sent me to pick you up. After all, I'm a doctor. I can help you out if there's anything you need help with."

With a neutral expression, Jasper responded in a deep voice, "That's nice of Justin."

Standing behind Sheryl, Xavier observed her closely without making a sound. For some reason, he always felt really uncomfortable when she saw her. He'd feel as if something was weighing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

There was a familiar yet foreign feeling. It was a strange feeling that he couldn't explain.

Right at this moment, Xavier's cell phone rang. It was an urgent call from the company, so he left to take it.

Jasper and Sheryl were the only ones left in the hospital ward.

Jasper turned and faced the mirror. He was trying to do up his own necktie.

Nevertheless, it was still a mess even after a few minutes. He couldn't figure it out at all. A thin layer of sweat formed on his temples as his brows knitted tightly together. Out of frustration, he blurted, "Lyse, help me."