Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

But Alyssa knew Tatiana had heard her. She was just pretending not to have heard her. She felt worried and chased after
Tatiana.
"Taty, what's wrong?" She abruptly grabbed Tatiana's arm.
Tatiana slowly turned around with tear streaks on her face. "It's nothing, Lyse."
Alyssa was stunned. "You're crying? Why are you crying? Did you have a fight with Sean, or ..."
"Lyse, you and Jasper must be happy."
Leaving behind these sudden words, Tatiana shook off Alyssa's hand and sprinted away down the corridor, ignoring Alyssa's
calls.
Alyssa frowned, feeling that something was not right. She took out her phone and called Sean.
"Ms. Alyssa." Sean's voice sounded down, lacking strength.
"Sean, what did you say to Taty? She's so upset. Did you bully her?" Alyssa questioned him bluntly with her hands on her hips.
"Taty cried?" Sean's heart ached, but he still spoke truthfully. "Ms. Alyssa, I didn't argue with Taty. But when she came back
home, she was feeling down.
"I asked her why, and she only said we won't be meeting for some time. She didn't say anything else."
Alyssa grew more suspicious the more she heard. She knew how inseparable Tatiana was from Sean.

Moreover, just this morning, the two of them had firmly declared that they would never leave each other. How could she suddenly
say they wouldn't meet anymore?
"Taty went out alone? What did she go out to do? Did she tell you?"
Sean pondered for a moment before answering in a low voice, "She seems to have gone out with Mr.
Taylor and Madam Lyla."
At this, Alyssa's gaze deepened. ...
In the study, Winston sat on the couch after taking the medicine for his cerebral ischemic stroke under Neil's service. He closed
his eyes to rest.
"Neil, bring the bin. I feel like vomiting. Ugh ..."
"Right away! Please bear with it!" Neil quickly fetched the bin, crouching by Winston's side.
Clutching his chest, Winston bowed down and showed a painful expression. However, after a long time,
he couldn't manage to vomit anything.
"Mr. Winston, this medicine is too strong. You should reduce the dosage."
Neil saw how uncomfortable Winston was and couldn't help but feel worried. "I'm afraid your illness won't be cured. Instead,
you'll end up ruining your body with the medicine."
"At my age, my body will collapse one day, whether I take the medicine or not. Take it easy."
Winston took a deep breath, and his forced vigor gradually waned, revealing a weary complexion. "Just ... don't let the children
know, especially Lyse. I'm afraid she'll be heartbroken."
Neil's eyes moistened. "Mr. Winston, please be more optimistic. Given the advanced state of medical technology, there's no need
to worry that your illness can't be cured."
"I know. Of course, I want to live a few more years. If I kick the bucket, what will Lyse do? What about my three wives?"

Winston pinched the sore spot between his brows. "But we must plan ahead. Before Lyse inherits the family business, I must
eliminate as many potential obstacles as possible."
"Though Mr. Jonah may not be interested in business, if Ms. Alyssa encounters any difficulties, he'll surely sacrifice everything to
assist her."
At this moment, just outside the study, Alyssa was on the verge of pushing the door open, a chill lingering in the air.
Upon hearing Winston and Neil's voices from inside, she came to a halt, held her breath, and pressed her ear against the door
panel.