Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 957
In the following days, Alyssa and Jasper refrained from displaying physical affection toward each other. They maintained a
courteous demeanor.
Nevertheless, their intense emotions, potent enough to elicit a blush, permeated every corner of the villa.
Rosie prepared three meals a day for them. Alyssa couldn’t bear to see her working so hard, so she offered to help her with
everything, But both Rosie and Jasper kept stopping her from doing so.
“You’re allergic to smoke. It’s better if you don’t enter the kitchen. I’ll help Mrs. Rosie out. You can just wait for the food to be
ready,” Jasper said from behind her.
He interlocked all ten fingers, enveloping her waist with his arms. He couldn’t help but give her a peck on her earlobe when he
rested his forehead on her shoulder.
Alyssa was embarrassed that she had turned completely pink in front
of Rosie.
She squirmed hard in his embrace and objected. “Don’t force yourself. What can a pampered man like you do?”
“It’s fine. I can take my time to learn.
Suddenly, the corners of his lips turned upward, and he broke into a cheeky smile beside her.
“I’m a fast learner. You should be the one who knows best how I performed those two nights.”
“You... You, shut up. I will step on your foot if you keep spewing
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Alyssa’s face was red from embarrassment. She had nowhere to hide and could only remain in Jasper’s embrace.
Rosie watched their interaction, beaming from ear to ear with joy. It was as if she was watching the sweet interaction between
her son and daughter-in-law.
She was delighted.

It had only been a few days, yet their relationship had already warmed up by a few degrees.
They would greet each other “good morning” in the mornings and bid each other “good night” before bedtime.
They would do house chores and go shopping together at the supermarket nearby.
The only thing was that they would wear hats and face masks when they were out to prevent being recognized.
After all, he was the president of the Beckett Group and Alyssa from the Taylor family. Yet, they were going on dates like
commoners.
If reporters were to capture photos of them, it would create news as sensational as two top celebrities announcing their marriage.
Furthermore, it could potentially cause ripples in the stock market, with the share prices of both organizations and the projects
they were involved in being significantly impacted.
In recent days, Jasper hadn’t worn his restrictive-looking four-piece suit. Instead, he donned comfortable and simple business
casual wear by choice, which was a rare sight.
Although he was dressed more casually, he still shone brightly and stood out from the crowd.
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That day, they both went to the supermarket to shop as usual. It was a large-scale warehouse supermarket. It was a weekday, so
it wasn’t as crowded, and they could walk around a little more freely.
Alyssa spent three years preparing meals for Jasper. Thus, she was familiar with his taste buds. The food that she chose to
purchase was all suited to his preferences.
No matter how hard she tried to deny it verbally, her actions inevitably revealed that she cared for him.
Jasper felt that within his 30 years of life, this was when he was the happiest, most blessed, and satisfied.
He should have been able to experience this three years ago. Back then, he was already entitled to embrace happiness.
Jasper followed quietly behind Alyssa. He watched as she picked products from their shelves and compared them individually.
She was checking their contents and dates carefully and seriously.

The way she acted was certainly unlike someone who was from a wealthy family. She looked like a virtuous wife who knew how
to manage a household well.
She was a wife in the first place-his wife. She wasn’t his wife now, but surely would be in the future.
Then, a mother walked past him while pushing a shopping cart. In the cart sat a little boy about four or five years of age. Both
mother and son were shopping happily.
“Lyse,” Jasper called out to her urgently with upturned eyes.
Alyssa glanced over at him. “What is it?” she asked.
Jasper pointed at the cart and said, “Get in here. I’ll push you around.”
Alyssa was dumbfounded.
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“It’s tiring for you to walk. You can sit in the cart, and I’ll push you. If there’s anything that you want, just point your finger at it.”
Alyssa stepped back and turned him down. “No, that’s so childish!”
“Come on. Don’t worry about me. I’m not tired.”
Jasper remained insistent and utterly unapologetic. His tone took on the demeanor of a commanding president unable to contain
his emotions any longer.
“No one’s worried for you! It’s because I’d feel embarrassed, alright? Just look around and see if you can find anyone over ten
years old sitting in there!”
Alyssa rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and continued walking straight. She wasn’t going to entertain him further.
The moment she turned around, she pressed her lips together as her cheeks turned red.
Jasper exhaled silently, then trotted obediently behind her.