Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 1260

It had been 24 hours since Jasper started standing outside Heightsnew Villa.

He was just such a stubborn person. He couldn't rest in peace until he saw his lover and got his answers.

Last night, Jasper witnessed the Schmidts' arrival. He presumed that they were there to find fault in the matter regarding David.

He concealed himself in a corner and observed them. It wasn't because he was afraid. It was because he didn't wish to create trouble.

He would bring trouble to Winston if he aggravated Victor by giving him the impression that he was 
in cahoots with the Taylor family.

Jasper didn't mind cleaning up the mess after the Taylors. However, exposing himself now just wasn't the smartest thing to do.

The sky was dark, and the wind was howling like mad.

The wind blew against his body. The weight of the wind almost felt like the beating that he had taken the previous night.

Jasper's eyes were dim and deep. Dark stubble had begun to emerge on his sharp jaw, accentuating his gruffness and the dire situation. It was as if he had returned to the time when he was in the military.

Then, his cell phone, which he left charging in the sports car, rang.

The ringing phone snapped him out of his painful thoughts temporarily.

Jasper opened the car door and picked up his phone. It was Xavier calling.

"What's up, Xavier?" Jasper answered the call in an extraordinarily hoarse tone. He sounded like he had been completely drained of energy.

"Mr. Beckett! You've finally answered the phone!"

Xavier was so anxious that he was about to cry. "Mr. Beckett Senior wasn't feeling very well. He was just sent to the hospital! You should come back and visit him!"

Jasper's chest stiffened. His cold sweat drenched his already damp suit once again.

Alyssa's brothers gathered in the cellar at Heightsnew Villa.

In the past, they always had a good time there. Yet now, with frowns on all of their faces, they were drowning their sorrows with alcohol.

Liam, in particular, was drinking glass after glass of booze like it was water. Silas felt like his stomach was about to burn just by watching him from the side.

"Stop drinking, Liam. It's not good for you," Jonah advised as he snatched Liam's glass from him.

"That's right. You haven't even gotten married. Too much alcohol is harmful to your liver," Silas added.

In his rage, Liam clenched his fist tightly and slammed it on the table.

"You shouldn't have treated Lyse like that earlier today. You were too harsh."

Jonah gave Liam a pat on his shoulder. He sighed lightly, "You
should know what kind of person Lyse is. She hates it when people force their opinions on her.

"The more you stop her by force, the more she will resist. You also love her very much. I'm sure that you wouldn't want her to hate you."

"That's right. Since we were young, you both have never fought with one another. You've gone over the limit this time." Silas, too, had a face full of concern.

"What do you reckon I should have done then? I can't allow Lyse to continue getting involved with that bastard!"

Liam rubbed his face with both his hands. Feelings of dejectedness permeated through his croaky voice.

"How I wish that I could be the one who was hurt instead of Lyse. Even if I had to suffer thousands of cuts, I wouldn't so much as flinch.

"I can't bear to see her go through so much suffering, too. A miscarriage... It's a miscarriage that we're talking about!

"She could have had children. She could have reveled in the joy of being a mother, just like other women! But now..."

They fell silent at the thought of their nephew, who hadn't had a chance of entering this world. Their hearts ached.

"It was all because of Jasper! It was all his fault!" Liam cried out. Even as a righteous soldier, his eyes flooded with tears.

"Moving forward, let's not bring this up in front of Lyse again."

Jonah swallowed his saliva painfully. He pulled a piece of tissue for Liam and continued, "It's not a bad thing if she can't have children. Pregnancy is difficult, and so is raising a child. Having a child is having an extra person to care about.

"Let's let Lyse enjoy a carefree life in the future, just like a child. She will get better with us safeguarding her."

All of a sudden, the cellar door swung open.

"Gentlemen! I've got bad news!"

Neil was panting. Frantically, he shouted, "Ms. Alyssa... Ms. Alyssa has run away!"

The three Taylor brothers shot up to their feet. Their eyes widened in shock. "She ran away? How can that be?"

"She ran away! She really did! She jumped out of the window and escaped!"

Everyone rushed to Alyssa's room.

Her window was wide open. The curtains flapped about because of the howling wind and rain outside the window.