Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 881
“You were by Jasper’s side throughout their three years of marriage. You knew what he had done to
Alyssa, and he has to make amends to her as long as he’s alive,” Landon reminded Xavier.
Xavier felt a stab in his heart when he recalled Alyssa’s helplessness when she was living with the
Becketts. Despite that, she remained a loyal and loving wife to Jasper.
Tears rolled down Xavier’s cheeks as he lamented Jasper’s suffering. However, he knew that Alyssa had
suffered a lot of heartache as well.
Xavier didn’t want Jasper to wake up and have no one by his side, so he crashed on Jasper’s couch that
night without changing.
He woke up the next morning without an alarm and reflexively looked in Jasper’s direction. He was
shocked to find the bed empty. Where did Jasper go?
“Mr. Beckett? Mr. Beckett?” Xavier shot up from the couch and panickedly looked around the room for
Jasper.
He found Jasper all dressed up and marching out of the bathroom. Jasper was dressed in a three-piece
suit, complete with a wristwatch, a tie, and a lapel pin. He was decked in all the right accessories.
Gone was Jasper’s sickly appearance as he stood there, intimidating and important. Xavier nearly forgot
how vulnerable he looked last night.
“Anything wrong with my face?” Jasper wondered as he buttoned his sleeves.
He still sounded a little weak, but it was hard to notice.
“Mr. Beckett, why are you up? You need more rest!” Xavier said, concerned about his health.

“There is an important strategy meeting today at the Beckett Group. I need to attend,” Jasper replied,
looking calm.
“Damn! I forgot about it!” Xavier exclaimed as he smacked his forehead.
Soon, he advised Jasper, “Mr, Beckett, you are still sick. How about skipping today’s meeting? Don’t be
too hard on yourself.”
Jasper, looking pale and frigid, gestured at Xavier to shut up. He reassured Xavier, “I’
ready.”
+15 BONUS
At 10:00 am, a black Rolls-Royce showed up on time by the entrance of the Beckett Group Tower. The ostentatious car plate of
A9999 immediately attracted much attention.
“A car plate reading A9999? What a rare combination!” the passersby whispered to each other.
“I recalled seeing this number plate on an auction. The news reported it because the winning bid was 20 million dollars!”
“What the fuck? Is there a car plate worth 20 million dollars? That is beyond the imagination of an ordinary man!”
“I’m curious about the car owner.”
“He or she must be a society elite that we will never cross paths with, without a doubt.”
At the same time, Jonah was seated in the Rolls-Royce, reading a Bible that rested on his thighs. He clasped a cross and
mumbled inaudibly.
After saying his prayers, he slowly closed the Bible and muttered, “Amen.”
His eyes burned in resentment as though his dormant inner devil had been unleashed.