Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 873
Jonah swung open the car door and wedged himself into Alyssa’s car, scanning for any fractures on her
arms and legs.
“I’m fine. I’m fine, Jonah,” she mumbled, tears welling in her eyes and her face drained of color.
Jonah stared at her in shock, knowing something grave must have happened. Knowing Alyssa, she wasn’t
one to cry. After all, she had worked on a battlefield. She wouldn’t be fazed by a car crash.
Whatever had happened must have been serious.
“Looks like some minor injuries on the skin, but we need to get you to the hospital for a checkup and a CT
scan for any concussions,” Julien suggested sternly, a departure from his usual cheeky demeanor.
Frowning, Jonah gently lifted Alyssa in his arms and settled her into his Rolls-Royce.
Sean arrived at that moment, his expression filled with concern as he saw Alyssa in Jonah’s arms. He
gasped, “Ms. Alyssa, are you alright?”
“Sean, take care of the car crash. I’m bringing her to the hospital,” Jonah instructed Sean before slipping
back into his car.
“Got it, Mr. Jonah. Leave it to me,” Sean replied, his gaze lingering on Alyssa with sympathy.
Holding Alyssa close, Jonah settled into the car with her.
At that moment, Julien felt a twinge of jealousy at the bond between the siblings. More than that, he was
moved.
The Lovelaces were a frigid family, connected only by blood and marked by selfishness and greed. It was
this coldness that prompted Julien to forge a career overseas.

Mandy was the sole relative who had treated him with genuine kindness. Yet, due to marrying Winston, she was ousted from the
family and slandered as shameless and dishonorable.
Because of that, Mandy hadn’t visited her family except for that one time. Julien heard that Mandy did it
for Alyssa-she needed to get a prescription of some sort for Alyssa, and for that, she waited three days
in front of her father’s study until he finally relented.
Rather than looking down on Mandy, Julien gained a newfound respect for his aunt Winston and his family must have treated her
well for her to make such a sacrifice for Alyssa.
“Julien,” Jonah suddenly called out to him.
Alyssa rushed back to Jasper’s bedroom, put on her clothes, and left the villa as soon as she could.
On her way home, she sped down the road with messy thoughts and tears on her face.
She was involved in a minor car crash when she entered the city area. The hood of her limited edition
luxury sports car was completely destroyed.
The owner of the Mercedes-Benz felt relieved as Alyssa would pay for the damages since she was the
one who rammed into the back of his car.
If their roles were reversed, he bet he couldn’t afford to pay for the damages to Alyssa’s La Voiture Noire.
Alyssa cowered in the car. In the chaos, she first thought of Jonah. She shakily dialed his number, and he picked up almost
instantly. He was always attentive to his beloved sister.
“Lyse, what’s wrong?”
“Jonah, where are you? Come to me. I need you.”
20 minutes later, Jonah arrived at the scene in his Rolls-Royce, even running two red lights just to get
there soon.

“Lyse!” Jonah called out to Alyssa as he stepped out of the car.
His heart sank upon seeing Alyssa’s sports car in ruins. Usually calm, he panicked for a while.
Julien stepped out of the car and grew nervous at the sight of the car crash. He was ready to perform first-
aid on Alyssa as a doctor.