Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

After washing up, Alyssa changed and went downstairs for lunch with Jasper. It had been a while since she enjoyed Mrs. Rosie's
cooking, and she wolfed down the food as Mrs. Rosie watched on with a motherly look.
"Wow! It's delicious!" Alyssa licked her lips and burped after finishing the food. Then, she handed Mrs. Rosie the plate and said,
"Mrs. Rosie, one more plate, please! Pile as much food as you can on it!"
"Roger that, Madam Alyssa!" Mrs. Rosie happily went to refill the plate for Alyssa. Like any parent, she felt glad to see Alyssa
eating well.
"Lyse, take your time. You don't want to stuff yourself," Jasper reminded Alyssa dotingly.
He picked a napkin and wiped away the grease on her lips.
"Why aren't you eating? Are you on a diet?" She leaned toward him and enjoyed his service.
"I'm not too hungry."
"You should have told me earlier! Mrs. Rosie makes wicked seafood dishes. I left some for you because I'm worried there wasn't
enough food for us!" She reached out for the grilled fish like a gluttonous kitten. "If you're not eating, I'll eat them all!"
He tenderly watched as Alyssa dug in. He wanted Alyssa to be carefree in front of him. He couldn't care less for a gentle and
obedient partner. All he wanted was for Alyssa to be herself.
After the meal, Alyssa slumped on the couch in satisfaction. Jasper was about to serve desserts when Mrs. Rosie stopped him.
Lowering her voice, she began, "Um, Mr. Beckett... I talked to some of my friends when I was home. They are nannies for
esteemed families, and they told me that their young madams struggle with conceiving.
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"So, I got some tips from them. I'll send it to you later. Why don't you take a look and get Xavier to buy some of the medicinal
herbs for Madam Alyssa? Maybe."
"Mrs. Rosie." Jasper's expression darkened.
Mrs. Rosie gestured a three-finger salute. Her eyes filled with worry. "Mr. Beckett, I swear to God that I didn't tell them anything! I
told them a kid of my relative was sick—never had I brought up Madam Alyssa's name! Besides, they're longtime friends of mine.
They're good people!"
He frowned and scowled. "Mrs. Rosie, this is not the first time I have told you this. I don't care whether or not Alyssa bears a
child for me. I'll love her no matter what.
"It's not like I have a throne to pass on. Even if Javier Beckett takes away my president role because I can't continue the
bloodline, I don't care.
"All I want is for Lyse to be happy and healthy. It's tough enough to raise a child. What's tougher is trying all imaginable ways to
conceive—that's just torture. I don't want to put Lyse through the suffering even for a bit."
"Mr. Beckett, you did reach out to the experts in Swizo, didn't you? That's why I thought I could be of help..." Mrs. Rosie choked
on tears. She felt sorry for Alyssa.
"I declined their help." Jasper stared at the ground and shook his head. "Just like you, I wanted a cure for Lyse. I wanted to see
her healthy and to make amends.
"But the more I tried, the more I reminded her of the sad past. She might even think that I'm hung up on her fertility issue."

"I didn't give it enough thought." Mrs. Rosie rubbed her sore eyes. "Ah, well. I will not bring up this topic anymore. What matters
is you and Madam Alyssa lead a long and happy life together."
After Jasper collected himself, he carried the desserts to the living room. He had been too busy chatting with Mrs. Rosie to notice
Xavier's arrival.
Xavier announced, "Mr. Beckett, Madam Alyssa, I have a few things to report!"