Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Alyssa's door was locked. They also confiscated her phone, prohibiting her from contacting anyone.
This incident alarmed the entire Taylor family.
If it weren't for Alyssa's brothers wanting to return as soon as possible and accompany her, Jasper would probably be hunted
globally.
After a heated argument, Winston was weakened. Jonah and Silas helped him back to his room.
"Both of you, if you want to speak up for that Beckett bastard, better shut your mouths now and get out!"
Silas gritted his teeth in anger. "Speak up for him? I'm not dumb!"
Jonah frowned. "You're thinking too much. I didn't mean that."
"Hmph! Luckily, you still have a bit of conscience."
At this moment, a thunderous boom echoed. A huge lightning bolt struck, making the night as bright as day.
Winston looked out the window, hatefully saying, "Oh God, why didn't you strike that Beckett bastard with lightning?"
Jonah and Silas were speechless at his words.
"Mr. Taylor!" Neil quickly ran over to them, sweating profusely. "Mr. Taylor, Mr. Beckett is here. He's right outside the main gate."
The Taylor father and sons were stunned!
That night, the rain in Belbanks was even more intense than in Solana City.

Jasper stared at the tightly closed gate of Heightsnew Villa. The raging wind filled his suit, and a bonechilling cold enveloped his
whole body.
With countless calls to Alyssa yielding no response due to her switched-off phone, he arrived carrying a heart weighed down by
bitterness and regret.
He desperately wanted to see her. Deep inside, it felt as if something inside him was missing. A profound sense of despair
tugged at his heart, dragging it down.
Will he not see her again?
Jasper waited for a long time until he was soaked through, and his phone's last bit of battery was exhausted.
But he didn't know what he was waiting for.
Heavy footsteps reverberated through the rain-soaked air at this moment.
Jasper instinctively looked up, and his heart contracted heavily.
Between his brows was a black gun.
"Jasper, you've made my sister like this. You deserve to be shot."
In front of him, Liam held the gun firmly with his right hand, pointed straight at his forehead. The water droplets falling from the
brim of his cap in the pouring rain added a touch of cruel beauty to his fiercely crimson eyes.
"Lyse is such a good girl. She's our princess. Because of you ... Because you met her, her whole life has been ruined!"

Liam roared in hatred in the rain. The military officer, known for his steady aim, found his grip on the gun almost faltering at this
moment. "What are you going to use to compensate? Maybe your life!"
Jasper's eyes were lifeless, without any desire to resist.
Death was nothing to be afraid of.
He was just afraid that his love for Alyssa would come to an abrupt end.
"Liam! What are you doing?"