Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 365
Jasper rushed to the hospital first thing after getting word that Landon had been in a car accident. Landon was lying in the VIP
ward in a neck and spine brace while his secretary fed him apple slices.
He looked like some impotent bum trying to act high and mighty.
“When did you swap your hair for a potbelly? You’re not some greasy 45-year-old man who still has the hots for women twice
your age, Landon. So don’t act like it,” Jasper quipped as he walked into the ward.
The secretary quickly got up and greeted Jasper before leaving the room, giving them privacy.
“Jeez! Are you here to visit me or make me look bad? I can’t even move my hands, man!” Landon cried, then winced when he
accidentally shifted his wrist too much.
“Stay put.” Jasper went up to help his friend settle back down, though his face remained stoic.
“Would you wheel me around if my legs get paralyzed, Jasper?” Landon asked pitifully.
“Ask one of your hundreds of girlfriends to do that for you,” Jasper scoffed, “Paralyzed or not, so long as
you can still talk, you’d still have women putty in your hands.”
“Hmm... Well, you’re not wrong. I am still pretty attractive.” Landon grinned.
Jasper couldn’t help but roll his eyes at that remark. Landon’s appeal lay primarily in a way that made
women see dollar signs.
“How did this happen, by the way?”
“You’ll have to ask Laurie,” Landon scowled. “I got hurt like this because of her. She should be the one
wheeling me around if I lose my legs!”
“What are you saying, Landon?” Jasper’s face fell.
“Your sister snuck into the hotel last night but got found out by some guards. If I didn’t help her out, who

knows what they would’ve done to her.”
“Lauren came last night?” Jasper was surprised. It finally dawned on him that this was the reason Landon
had called him.
“I helped her change her clothes too.”
“You what?” Jasper growled out, a murderous glint in his eyes.
“Hey, hold up there! My secretary did, not me! I only bought the gown!” Landon cried, not wanting to lose
1/2
Landon continued, “I brought her to meet Ada Kingsley afterward, but then she ran out like she saw a ghost. I was afraid she
might get in danger being all alone that late at night, so I followed her.
“I pushed her out of the way, and she narrowly avoided being hit by a car. That’s why I’m so banged up
and out of shape.”
“What about Lauren? Was she hurt?”
“I... No? She got up and ran off while I was hurting and in pain on the ground. I’m the victim here!” Landon
rambled on.
“I’m warning you now, Landon. Don’t cross the line with Lauren.” Jasper’s expression was dark. “I understand what happened
during my grandfather’s birthday was an accident, but there must never be a
next time. You two are in entirely different worlds, never to mix together. Understood?”
“Hey, can you make some fucking sense? I’m like this right now because I saved her. It’s fine if you don’t want to thank me, but
can you not make me into some fucking monster?” Landon argued with all his might, looking like a turtle trying to extend its neck
as far as he could.
“Who told you to bring her to the hall or change her clothes for her? Why did you make her stand there in

front of so many strangers?”
“What are you saying?”
濃
Jasper’s heart ached as he remembered his youngest sister’s demeanor, marked by meekness, timidity,
and vulnerability.
“Lauren has a severe phobia of people and crowds, coupled with autism. She’s genuinely terrified of
strangers and any large social gatherings involving lots of people.”