Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 718
The winter wind howled outside. In contrast, Jasper’s room was a tranquil and cozy haven,
His bed and Alyssa’s were next to each other. Despite the distance between the beds, he considered it as sharing a bed with
her.
Xavier had slyly moved Alyssa’s bed closer to Jasper’s, and it was too late for her to protest, as Xavier and the other movers had
already left. She couldn’t move her bed on her own, and Jasper was too feeble to be of any help.
She lay on the bed and closed her eyes, her breathing calm.
Meanwhile, Jasper was in his own bed, taking in the scent that wafted from her hair. The scent tempted him, and even the
mundane ceiling in his room seemed to have transformed into a starlit sky.
His palms were drenched, and his fingers shakily inched toward Alyssa.
Her voice suddenly rang in the silence. “Behave yourself.”
His fingers froze in the middle.
She threatened, “If you don’t, you’ll regret it.
Jasper sweated profusely and managed a bitter smile.
After what felt like an eternity, he noticed that Alyssa had drifted asleep.
Swallowing hard, he took a deep breath and mustered all his courage to hold her hand.
He whispered, “Lyse, I love you, Good night,” before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Amid his light snoring, she quietly opened her eyes and curled her fist. Her heart was pounding wildly. She
whispered back, “Good night, you scoundrel.”
After two days of looking after Jasper, Alyssa took some time off to visit her home in Belbanks. She went back out of concern for
Lyla. Besides, she needed to ask Mandy for any medication that could help

manage Jasper’s PTSD.
She might be Dr. White, but she wasn’t omnipotent.
*Taty, how’s Lyla doing?” Alyssa asked, worried. She hugged Tatiana, who teared up.
“Mom has been hiding away in her room and refused to meet anyone. She didn’t eat anything yesterday.
The door flung open, Sweating, Xavier and two bodyguards lifted a huge bed into the room. Due to its size, they spent a lot of
effort to fit it through the door.
“Mr. Beckett, the bed you arranged for Madam is here!” Xavier gasped and wiped away his sweat.
“Good job. Set it down,” Jasper acknowledged with a brief nod.
As someone raised in wealth, Alyssa recognized that Jasper had purchased the same bed she had at her family home, which
was worth a staggering 100 thousand dollars.
“Jasper, what on earth is that?”
“You aren’t comfortable on the couch, and you refuse to share my bed. I had no choice but to get you a new one,” Jasper replied
matter-of-factly.
He didn’t want her to lose sleep due to discomfort. Meanwhile, Alyssa vented her frustration with Jasper by punching the new
bed, only to secretly marvel at its plushness.