Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Taylor family members were flabbergasted when they saw Jameson getting out of Winston's car.
Alyssa frowned.
Winston was an arrogant man who always sat on his high horse. No one from the younger generation except his children had
ever sat in his car.
Jasper was the most reputable, capable, and influential person in Solana City. Yet Winston had never thought that Jasper was
worth his time.
However, as of this moment, it seemed that Jameson had successfully gotten close to Winston. Anyone would be lying if they
weren't shocked.
If Alyssa remembered correctly, Winston used to be cold to Jameson. What was with the 180-degree change in his attitude after
merely a few days?
"Lyse, you look so much better. That's great."
A gentle smile appeared in Jameson's eyes. He walked toward Alyssa with a vibrant bouquet of pink roses in his hand and gave
them to her. "This is to celebrate your getting discharged from the hospital."
Alyssa looked at the beautiful roses before her. Her eyes fluttered slightly.
"Thank you, Jimmy." She took the bouquet.
"I know these flowers are your favorite. I picked them fresh from the field this morning." The sincerity in Jameson's eyes
glistened like a shiny diamond.
Everyone present exchanged glances. The atmosphere was subtle.
"Thank you for thinking of me, but you didn't have to do this." Alyssa held the roses in her hand as her lips parted slightly. An
inexplicable glint rested in her eyes.
"I will do anything for you." Jameson looked at her deeply, unable to hide his tenderness for her.
Alyssa pursed her lips. She didn't know what to say. The blatant confession from him was a more intense move than the roses in
her hand.

Jasper witnessed the interaction between Alyssa and Jameson. He felt a bitter and painful prick in his dry throat. He could taste
the smell of blood.
The next second, his breath tightened.
He saw Winston's tall and slender figure get out of the Rolls-Royce. He walked to Jameson. They stood side-by-side like father
and son.
Jameson greeted the old man with a warm smile. He had successfully integrated himself into the Taylor family.
Winston patted his shoulder with a smile. Both of them exchanged a few words. Their relationship had indeed taken a 180-
degree turn.
Jasper's eyes instantly became bloodshot. He punched fiercely into the tree bark.
This wasn't fair!
Yet, what could he have done even if he had walked over? Help clean the Taylor family's eyes? And risk upsetting Alyssa?
He couldn't bear to hurt her anymore. That could never happen.
"Pfft, and I was wondering if you had what it took, Mr. Beckett. You can only stay here helplessly, simmering in your anger."
A sharp, mocking voice came from behind him.
Jasper slowly turned around. He was met with Axel's mocking yet dark eyes.
"The high and mighty Mr. Beckett is nothing more than a mere loser." Axel hated Jasper. He didn't spare Jasper any mockery.
Axel was protective of his sister. He only cared about relationships and wasn't one to be reasoned with.
It didn't matter if it was a good or bad person. Anyone who hurt his dear sister was guilty of high treason.
"I know I should never appear in Lyse's life again. But can't I just look at her from a distance?" Jasper's voice was hoarse, and
his eyes were red.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep the past few days. He would lay in bed with his eyes wide open every night until the day
broke.

His heart felt like it had run dry.
Axel squinted his eyes slightly. He stood beside him and looked at Alyssa. "Honestly, I really hate you, Jasper."
Jasper pursed his lips slightly. He looked down silently.
"But I'm not a fan of that Schmidt guy either. My sister is a good person. I'm not sure what she did to be so unlucky with men. I
can't help but worry for her as an older brother."
Axel stared at Jameson angrily. He scowled.
"I don't know what's wrong with Winston. I just complimented him for having good taste not long ago. Now, I have to take my
words back. If he gives Alyssa's hand to this Schmidt guy, I'll snatch her back myself."
Jasper was rendered speechless.