Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 764
Before the gate closed, Jameson abruptly halted, shooting an icy gaze toward his back. His pale lips
curled into a mocking smile as he scoffed, “Hah. You coward.”
Meanwhile, Jasper stood before his bedroom window, staring blankly into the distance.
He smoked one cigarette after another, the ashtray overflowing with stubs, the room shrouded in smoke
that masked his loneliness.
He let out some muffled coughs, his chest feeling like an empty cave.
He replayed the scene of the day when he tossed the divorce papers in front of Alyssa and forced her to
sign them. After that, she left without taking a dime from him.
He stood at the same window when she left in Jonah’s car, his gaze talling the car.
He was filled with unexplainable rage at that time. He finally realized the reason behind his emotions-he
hated seeing her leave.
Their subsequent bitter exchanges were attempts to convince himself he didn’t love her.
He didn’t fall in love with Alyssa only after losing her. Instead, it took losing Alyssa to reveal his true
feelings for her.
He had never expressed his love and affection, all because it was like oxygen to him.
A phone call interrupted his thoughts. His heart jumped upon seeing Xavier’s name, and he qui extinguished his cigarette and
picked up his phone. “Hello?”
“Mr. Beckett, I was in front of Madam’s house overnight per your orders, and I finally saw her,” Xavier
reported in a tense voice despite completing his mission.

“Lys-How is she doing?” Jasper asked, holding his breath. He recalled how Alyssa had left with Jameson
that night at the park. The scene still killed him.
Now, he refused to call her by her nickname out of anger. He might be deeply in love with her, but that
didn’t mean he had no ego.
“Mr. Beckett, I’ll send a few photos over. P-Please brace yourself.” Then, Xavier texted Jasper the photos.
Tapping on his phone, Jasper saw Jameson leaning toward Alyssa’s neck. From the photographer’s angle
Jameson seemed to be kissing her on the cheek.
+15 BONU
They were acting so intimately.
Despite his various attempts to reconcile, Alyssa had never shown anything other than an aversion to
Jasper. She crushed his ego every time.
Anger rose in Jasper. He punched the window, startling Xavier.
“C-Calm down, Mr. Beckett. Why don’t you visit in person if you’re upset? The Schmidt fellow is at
Madam’s place. You can’t just sit back and do nothing, or you’ll be granting him what he wanted and
admit your defeat!”
“What’s the point of meeting her?” Jasper bellowed. He puffed and huffed as tears welled. He looked
pitiful and dejected. “She said she didn’t want to see me again. I’ll grant her wish.”
Jasper projected his thoughts into the vacant space, behaving as though Alyssa stood before him, stati
that the torment was too much for him.