Ch. 1951..1960

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1951-Winston's gaze drifted into the distance. "His life took this turn because of you.

He ended up confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his days, enduring years of solitude abroad.

"Now that he has returned, he saw firsthand how you've captivated the Beckett Group, achieving remarkable success. He's watched as you've claimed what rightfully belongs to him as the eldest son of the Beckett family.

"Can he truly find peace, surrender everything to you, and live a life of luxury and leisure?"

"Justin has been undergoing treatment in Mosgravia all this time. We've kept in touch through emails and calls. He used to go out of his way to support me

whenever I needed it.

"Your words make sense, but I just can't imagine my brother holding any animosity toward me." Jasper laid out everything he knew for Winston, fully aware of the implications.

Winston clicked his tongue in disapproval. "You're a divorced CEO. How can you be so naive?"

Jasper couldn't help but feel chastised, though a part of him felt a strange exhilaration. It was no wonder Landon hinted that Jasper had a streak of masochism.

"He's a grown man in his 30s. Unless there's something wrong with his brain, why would he wear his heart on his sleeve like that?"

Winston spoke bluntly, "Don't let your guard down. In wealthy families, even siblings from the same mother fight for power and personal gain, let alone a half-brother from a different mother."

"Mr. Winston, there's no need to put so much pressure on Mr. Jasper. Not all wealthy families are like that," Carl interjected from the passenger seat. "Look at your family, for example. Your wives and children, even though they're not all blood-related, get along well and live in harmony."

"That's because they lack any semblance of intelligence. They either pretend to be virtuous or strive to be the golden child in public," Winston retorted angrily, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Lyse is the only one who's shown any ambition. The rest are utterly worthless.

Most families would fight tooth and nail for their inheritance, but ours is a rare exception. Even if you handed them the inheritance on a silver platter, they'd likely turn their noses up and walk away."

Neil didn't know how to respond to Winston.

Jasper's smile faltered, a mix of envy and admiration flickering in his eyes. They were truly exceptional— intelligent and talented. They hadn't shied away from the family's responsibilities; rather, they had chosen to pursue other paths, indulging Alyssa's desires. They had collectively decided to let their most beloved sister, Alyssa, take center stage.

After absorbing Winston's words of wisdom, Jasper stepped out of the car and watched as the Taylor family vehicle drove away.

"Jasper."

Jasper turned and noticed Alyssa hastily walking toward him. They naturally laced their fingers together.

"Why are you here?" he whispered into her ear, his warm breath brushing against her face as he kissed her cheek.

"Your brother, Justin, is here to make his presence known," Alyssa replied, her eyes shimmering as she leaned intolhis embrace. "I didn't want to face him alone, so I came to find you.

But I think he's already left."

A subtle pang of hurt flickered in Jasper's heart as he recalled the gift Justin had given Alyssa—the hairpin. It wasn't a grand gesture, but its significance wasn't lost on him. It felt more like an insult.

"I saw the buzz on Twitter earlier," Alyssa remarked with a cold curl of her lips.

"As expected, your brother's return has set tongues wagging. He's made quite the splash; we should tread carefully."

Jasper remained nonchalant. "Let him come. I'm not afraid."

"But I do," Alyssa countered, her gaze piercing into his somber eyes. "His public reappearance after years of silence Wil have repercussions for you. How do you think people will perceive you? What consequences will this bring?

"Back then, you withdrew after the kidnapping while he almost died protecting you. Now.hes.confined to awwheelchair. How will the public perceive you? Won't they whisper that your success came at the cost of your brother's sacrifice?"

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1952-Jasper's heart raced, his lips quivering slightly as he continued to gaze at her, unable to find his voice. Who was he, for the likes of extraordinary figures such as Winston and Alyssa, to worry about?

"Your brother's reappearance will elicit sympathy from the public, including your father," Alyssa said, her eyes filled with concern. "If he has any intentions of seizing your position, public opinion will be his most potent weapon. Jasper, you need to understand this. A person's words can be as lethal as any weapon…"

Without a word, Jasper cupped her face and drew her into a passionate kiss. It began with a tenderness that quickly deepened, both fueled by a potent mix of desire and unspoken anxieties. Alyssa clung to him, her breath catching in her throat.

When they finally broke apart, Jasper's eyes held a new tenderness. He wrapped her in a protective embrace, as if afraid to lose her.

"I promised to be your guardian angel," he murmured. "Why has it turned out the other way around?"

Alyssa nestled her head against his broad shoulder, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "Remember, the only person who can truly protect you is me."

Jasper chuckled, a hint of disbelief in his voice. "You still remember that?"

Her eyelids fluttered shut as she tightened her hold around him. "I remember everything you've said."

In the depths of their passionate love, Alyssa remembered every detail of their journey since they met at age 11. Her mind was like a meticulously accurate recorder, preserving each event by its day and time.

However, Jasper might not recall some of those moments. It wasn't that he forgot—rather, he had never realized that she had been there during every lifethreatening situation they faced.

Regardless, she hadn't planned to reveal her presence. Her intention was simply to protect him silently.

After offering his condolences, Justin declined any interviews and swiftly departed through the back door of the funeral parlor, avoiding the crowd.

The luxurious car whisked him away toward Seaview Manor. The silence inside was thick, as the driver and Sheryl were afraid to even breathe too loudly.

Suddenly, Justin chuckled.

Startled, Sheryl asked cautiously, "What are you thinking, Mr. Justin?"

Some things are worth witnessing firsthand," Justin replied with a faint smile.

"When I saw Jasper standing with the Taylors today, I realized they were as close as family. Judging by Winston's demeanor, he seems to have already accepted him as his son-in-law."

Sheryl's eyes were filled with disdain and a vicious hint of hatred. "He's finally become the million-dollar son-in-law, reaping the rewards of his flattery toward Alyssa and Winston. It seems that fortune favors those who ingratiate themselves."

Justin kept his eyes closed as his smile widened. "My brother grew up in poverty and had a difficult life. Now, through hard work, he's found the happiness he deserves. I'm genuinely happy for him."

"Mr. Justin, why do you say such things to upset yourself? If you hadn't sacrificed yourself to help Jasper escape, everything he has now would've been yours," Sheryl said, feeling a pang of injustice for her boss.

Justin opened his eyes slightly, a dark glint flickering within. "Yes, everything would've been mine. But would Alyssa have been mine too?"

Sheryl's heart tightened. After a moment of hesitation, she asked softly, "Mr.

Justin, d-do you fancy Alyssa?"

"Didn't you say everything he has should have been mine?" Justin countered, a dangerous glint in his eyes and a hint of hidden desire playing on his lips.

Shocked, Sheryl furrowed her brows tightly. "It's natural to desire everything, but please forgive my bluntness. Alyssa and Jasper share a deep bond. There's no room for anyone else. Otherwise, Jameson would have succeeded. They've been childhood sweethearts, after all."

Justin let out a humorless chuckle. "Not to mention my condition. No woman would want to be with me like this."

"Don't say that, Mr. Justin," Sheryl countered, her voice filled with unexpected warmthy He gaz@locked opto his, land she reached out to clasp his cold hand in hers. "If you'll allow me… I'm willing to be by your side for the rest of my life."

Justin held her gaze for a long moment, a flicker of emotion crossing his eyes before they settled backinto their dark depths. Sheryl's heart pounded in her chest, momentarily thrown off balance.

Despite their different mothers, the resemblance between Justin and Jasper was striking, especially in their eyes.

Until now, she had always considered Jasper to have the most captivating eyes in Solana City. But Justin's dark gaze held a depth and intensity that rivaled his brother's.

A pang of regret washed over Sheryl.

Back then, if Sophia hadn't manipulated her into fogusing all her attentionion Jasper, she might have chosen to stand by Justin when he was injured. Perhaps she could have even convinced him to take her with him to Mosgravia.

The Beckett Group could have been theirs.

Interrupting Sheryl's thoughts, Justin swiftly retracted his hand. "Find out which hospital Winston was treated at in Mosgravia. Obtain his medical records and history as quickly as possible."

Sheryl clenched her empty hand and nodded. "Yes, Mr. Justin."

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1953-Cornelius' funeral was grandly organized with the assistance of both the Becketts and Taylors.

As the day came to a close, everyone from the Harper Group departed, leaving Landon alone, kneeling before his grandfather's photo for an extended period.

Alyssa returned home to keep Winston company while Jasper remained with his best friend until the end.

"Landon, you're exhausted. You should go home and get some rest," Jasper urged, attempting to help him up, but Landon's resolve was unyielding; he couldn't even budge him.

"I can't rest. I need to arrange Angelina's funeral too," he responded almost mechanically.

Jasper's heart ached at the sight of Landon's exhaustion.

Angelina's name had been a taboo topic in the past few days, a reminder of a wound that would never heal in Landon's heart.

"I'll help you. You're not alone; you have me." Jasper's voice was strained and raspy. But no words could bring Angelina back.

"I remember Angeline telling me she wanted a simple and peaceful life. I'm sure she'd want a funeral to reflect that, to quietly depart from this world like a raindrop fading into the rain," Landon said, struggling to catch his breath.

Any semblance of a smile quickly vanished. "But she chose to follow me into a life filled with violence. There was never a day of peace or freedom. Jasper, I've destroyed Angelina's life. I've killed her. How can I ever make it right?"

Jasper knelt beside him, gently patting Landon's back. "Don't blame yourself like this, Landon. Angelina wouldn't want to see you suffer. You need to stay strong to protect the Harper Group and Lauren. That way, her sacrifice won't be in vain."

They left only after nightfall.

"Jasper," Landon said, his voice regaining a semblance of control. "Take me to Sage Manor."

His face, pale in the dim light, held a flicker of resolve. I want to gather some of Angeline's belongings, things she used when she was alive. I want to keep them here at Sage Manor forever."

Jasper nodded in understanding. Sage Manor had once been a haven for Landon, Lauren, and Angeline —a place filled with warmth and love. Now, it served as a painful reminder of their loss.

The car journey was shrouded in silence. Jordan kept his eyes fixed on the road while Jasper sat in the back, lost in thought. Leaning against the window, Landon drifted into a deep sleep within minutes.

"We're here, Landon."

Jasper woke Landon up an hour later.

Landon's face appeared worn, and he anxiously rubbed his eyes befgren stepping out of the dar. Jasper and Jördan, concerned for his well-being, stayed close behind him.

"Mr. Jasper, Mr. Landon isn't in a stable condition. He might seem like he's holding it togetker, but his body isfexhausted," Jordan whispered softly, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

With shaking fingers, Landon entered the familiar password and opened the door

"I know," Jasper replied, his heart heavy with concern, He didn't know haw to alleviate his best friend's suffering.

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1954-As Landon entered the living hall, his eyes reddened from the emotions swelling within him. Everything appeared unchanged, as if nothing had occurred.

A gentle voice, once a source of comfort, broke the silence. "Mr. Landon, you're back."

"I'm back," he choked out. His smile, though warm, faded as he realized there would be no reply to follow.

With a heavy thud, Landon's knees buckled beneath him. He crumpled onto the floor, his once sturdy frame folding inward. Silent sobs wracked his body as he curled into a ball.

"Landon!"

"Mr. Landon!"

Jasper and Jordan rushed to his side; concern etched on their faces. But the only response was the quiet sound of wet tears hitting the ground.

Landon buried his head in his arms, his body wracked with silent cries.

"Landon, Jordan and I will help you gather Angelina's belongings. You don't have to force yourself to do it," Jasper said, holding Landon's trembling shoulders, his own eyes red with emotion.

"I-I'm fine," Landon insisted, wiping away his tears forcefully as he struggled to rise, using his arms for support as he made his way upstairs.

Watching his friend's stubborn yet fragile form ascend the staircase, Jasper's heart constricted with anguish.

He recalled a time when mentioning Angelina would always bring a flamboyant grin to Landon's face. She wasn't just an employee; she was family—a loyal companion through thick and thin.

They reached the room where Angelina had stayed.

The room was pristine, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. Its simplicity belied the fact that it had once been occupied by a young woman.

Jasper and Jordan, hesitant to disturb the sanctity of the space, remained by the door as Landon gently brushed his fingertips across the desk's surface, sensing the lingering scent of Angelina on the unwrinkled bedsheet.

Opening her wardrobe, Landon beheld each luxurious evening gown, carefully preserved in plastic as if untouched by time. Tears welled in his eyes as memories flooded his mind.

"Angelina used to accompany me to every business party I needed a date for,"

"Those creeps wouldn't stop staring at her. Every time I brought her out, I'd come home seethin@with anger.l didn't love her romantically; I just couldn't stand the thought of other men ogling someone I considered my sister."

Landon said, his voice tinged with emotion as he lifted out a chili-red evening gown. "I'll never forget how stunning she looked in these gowns.

His voice cracked with self-derision. "A good-for-nothing like me didn't deserve a sister like her."

Jasper's heart twisted in anguish while Jordan silently shed tears.

As Landon prepared to close the wardrobe, his gaze fell upon a brown leather box nestled at the bottom of the clothes. Intrigued, he retrieved the box and placed it on the bed.

Slowly opening it, he revealed a pink diary adorned with a bunny hugging a carrot, its pagés secured by a plastic lock requiring a password.

Although the lock could have been easily broken, Landon hesitated, pondering for a moment before impulsively entering his birthday.

The lock clicked open

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1955-In that moment, the room seemed to fall into a hushed stillness, with only the sound of Landon's heartbeat echoing in his ears.

The pages of this diary had turned yellow; Angelina must have used it for years.

With fingers wracked by tremors, Landon carefully opened the diary. Angelina's lack of formal education was evident, yet her handwriting surprised him. It was neat and firm, almost masculine, mirroring his own.

A pang of bittersweet understanding shot through him. His father had taught him to write, and Angelina, ever-present by his side, had absorbed it all. More accurately, her life revolved around him, and this unconscious mimicry was a testament to that devotion.

The diary wasn't a daily record but a collection of moments Angelina deemed precious. One entry read, "Went to Mr. Bill's funeral today with Mr. Landon. Now that he's gone, the burden of the family falls on Mr. Landon's shoulders. The road ahead won't be easy, but he doesn't have to face it alone. I'm here. Mr. Bill, rest easy. Even if the sky falls, I'll always protect Mr. Landon."

Another entry spoke in a lighter mood. "Mr. Landon's been acting strangely lately. Uncharacteristically cheerful during meals. Could he be seeing someone special? I wonder who unlocked the door to his guarded heart. I'd love to meet her."

One entry gushed about Lauren. "Ms. Lauren is such a charming lady. Mr.

Landon has impeccable taste!"

Another entry read, "Mr. Landon, this marks our 14th New Year together. I've never experienced a family reunion, but now that you have Madam Lauren, this occasion must hold special significance for you. For me, it remains the same."

"Mr. Landon, the moon is particularly beautiful tonight. It reflects the love that I'll never confess to you."

Landon's hands trembled as he held the diary, tears welling in his eyes, one eventually slipping between the lines of writing, staining the page with his pain.

An old newspaper clipping, dated ten years prior, caught his attention, the image blurred by tears. It depicted the Harper family visiting Bill's grave.

In the photograph, Landon exuded confidence, handsomeness, and charm as he followed behind Cornelius, bearing the air of the head of the household.

Close behind him trailed Angelina, dressed in a black bodyguard uniform, her high ponytail and youthful features contrasting with Landon's mature demeanor.

Though the photo was slightly blurred, Angelina's gaze fixed on Landon's back shone with brightness and warmth.

She had watched over him day and night, a silent guardian, even though her feelings remained unreciprocated.

"Today, you casually asked if I liked anyone. You said to let you know so you could check him out. Only God knows how my heart raced at that moment."

"You were always worried I'd become an old spinster if I kept following you around. You asked if I ever thought about getting married. Truthfully, I have—I've been married to you in my heart all along."

"Mr. Landon, I have only one wish in this life—to see you truly happy. Please don't let me down."

Clutching the diary tightly, Landon sank to his knees, tears streaming down his face. What began as sobs soon escalated into heart-wrenching wails. Angelina had loved him for years, and he, a blind fool, had never noticed.

He loved Lauren deeply, so he understood the pain of unrequited love.

And yet, Angelina had endured this pain silently, standing by his side as he loved another. How could she not have felt hurt? Why would she continue to offer her unwavering loyalty despite the constant ache in her heart?

Landon couldn't believe how stubborn Angelina was. What did he do to deserve someone so selfless?

"If there is another life…" he choked out between sobs.

If there was an afterlife, he desperately wished Angelina could be reborn as his sister, someone he could protect and cherish.

He swore to his beloved Angelina, his voice thick with emotion, that they would meet again, somehow, some way, in a different life.

Landon managed to gather Angelina's things with Jasper and Jordan's help.

Only two boxes were filled with simple belongings, a testament to her unassuming life. Like Angelina herself, these boxes could easily disappear from his life, leaving a gaping hole in their wake.

The pink diary was the only item Landon held close, a precious link to the woman he had failed to see.

"Mr. Landon, this is Ms. Angie's phone." Jordan's voice trembled as.

he handed it over. "twas broken"

initially ahd woufan't start. Mr. Cyrus arranged for the technical team from the police force to repair it, even replacing the screen. Please keep it."

Landon's damp eyes fluttered as he accepted the phone. He hesitantly opened the photo album, a fresh wavel of grief threatening to engulf him. He clenched his jaw, forcing back a sob.

The last photo in the album was a photo of Lauren taking a picture with him in a dog suit and Angelina in a rabbit suit.

They had no proper picture together.

What a shame.

Then, Jasper's phone rang. It was Rory. "Mr. Jasper, is Mr. Landon with you?"

Rory sounded anxious.

"Yes, I'm with Landon. What the matter?"

"Mr. Javier came to the hospital to visit Ms. Lauren. He spoke too hastily and informed her about Angelina's passing."

"What?" Jasper's eyes blazed with anger. "I've warned him countless times.

How could he be so careless?"

Silence enveloped the car as Landon vaguely registered Rory's voice on the phone, his heart twisting with sorrow.

"There's no use in getting angry at Mr. Javier," Rory continued. "You and Mr. Landon should come to the hospital. He's the only one who can comfort Ms. Lauren."

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1956-Jasper and Landon rushed to the hospital with urgency.

Upon reaching Lauren's ward, they were met by a group of medical professionals exiting her ward.

"How is Lauren?" Landon's voice quavered with worry as he grabbed hold of the doctor-in-charge.

"Her body's weak," the doctor replied, wiping sweat from his brow with a worried grimace. "The news was a heavy blow. She went into shock earlier, but oxygen stabilized her. It's her mental state that's concerning."

Landon's heart ached as he entered the ward.

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the air. Javier and Rory struggled to restrain Lauren on the bed. Her frail form, adorned with medical tubes, writhed against their hold.

Her eyes, bloodshot and unfocused, darted wildly as panicked shrieks escaped her lips. Her hands flailed, clawing at the air as if trying to ward off unseen demons.

"Ms. Lauren, calm down! Please!" Rory pleaded, his voice laced with a desperate gentleness as he gently restrained her.

"Lauren, don't do this! Don't you scare me!" Javier's face flushed crimson, his voice cracking with a mixture of fear and helplessness.

Landon rushed to the bedside, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached out, intending to offer comfort, but only a sharp crack filled the air.

Lauren, in a moment of uncontrollable frenzy, had lashed out. A stinging pain erupted on Landon's cheek, a red handprint blooming against his pale skin.

Jasper and Jordan froze, their initial shock giving way to concern. "Are you alright?" they chorused.

Javier flinched, but his focus remained solely on Lauren's deteriorating state.

"I'm fine," Landon rasped, his voice thick with emotion. Ignoring the throbbing pain on his face, he sat beside Lauren on the bed. With a resolute gentleness, he scooped her trembling form into his arms, his embrace a firm and unwavering anchor in the storm of her despair.

Lauren's voice was hoarse, her face drained of color as she continued to cry out, her lips cracked from the strain.

"Don't worry, Lauren. I'm here. Everything is going to be okay," Landon whispered, his voice trembling with emotion as he tried to comfort her.

He didn't know what else to say.

"A-Angelina…" Tears welled in her eyes as she spoke the name, her voice a fragile child's attempt at communication.

Landon's breath hitched. "Lauren," he said softly, "Angelina's gone, but I believe she's never truly left us. She'll always be a part of us, here in our hearts."

Alyssa received Jasper's call on her way back to Solana City She quickly way back to Solana City Shecquickly slammed her foot down on the accelerator and raced to the hospital.

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1957-In the nick of time, the world stopped whirling as a warm strength instantly supported his back while another hand grabbed his arm.

"Be careful."

Justin looked up in surprise. His eyes met a clear, sparkling gaze. He felt an unfamiliar rush of emotions like a drop of water plopped into the still lake of his heart and sent ripples across it.

Alyssa used all her strength to push Justin and his wheelchair onto flat ground.

As her body swayed, a few strands of hair inadvertently brushed his face.

Justin's gaze darkened before he smiled wanly, his brows furrowed. "It's all thanks to you just now. If not for you, I would be staying here overnight."

"It was no trouble at all."

Alyssa looked down and kicked away a rock beside the wheelchair. "The wheels must have gotten stuck with rocks. That's quite dangerous. Why isn't Ms. Gillis with you?"

"I'm returning to Mosgravia soon, so I wanted to see Lauren before I left. Initially, I was at the café next to the hospital because I wanted to buy coffee for my dad and the medical personnel in charge of Lauren. Sheryl wanted to buy some things from the grocery store, so I waited alone in the café.

"But suddenly, I received a call from Rory. I couldn't help but worry about Lauren, so I just came over by myself."

It was obvious that Justin came over as fast as he could. His face was still sweaty, and he was trying to catch his breath.

Alyssa only saw him twice, but her image of him as the eldest son of the Beckett family remained the same. He was always elegant and well-groomed. Even when he was sitting in a wheelchair, he still sat with his head held high, like a swan. He never looked like he was caught off guard.

"As the eldest brother, your concern for Lauren is understandable. But judging from your condition, you shouldn't have come alone. It's too risky." Alyssa's expression was neutral, as always.

Justin's gaze was gentle as he smiled at her helplessly. "It's at these times that I can't help but wonder, if I were healthy and whole, I wouldn't be troubling others all the time."

Upon hearing that, a mixture of complex emotions flashed across her face, but they quickly vanished.

"Are you going to wait for Ms. Gillis? I'll go and see Lauren first."

"If you don't mind, may I go with you?" Justin's gaze was pleading. "I'm really worried about Lauren."

"You are Lauren's brother. Of course I don't mind," she said, then quickly turned away.

Suddenly, a hacking cough sounded from behind her. His wheezing breaths made her feel like he was about to drop dead at any moment.

"Ms. Taylor, I'm afraid my condition is… not helping me here."

Justin's face was ashen, and his lips were pale. It didn't look like he was acting.

Although Alyssa wanted to avoid as much contact with him as possible, she was also a doctor Shaccouldh't be sa unkind to a patient, especially since Justin had saved Jasper. No matter what, she couldn't disregard his sufferings.

"I don't have enough energy. can you. push me there?"

"Alright." Alyssa walked behind him and pushed his wheelchair along.

"Thank you." Justin placed a hand on his chest and tried to steady hism breathing. Ja laoked up to peer at that electrifying gaze that moved his heart.

The sudden intrusion of a deep and cold voice shattered, the momentary calm, Its ias tone cut through the air, sending a chill down their spines.

"Lyse.

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1958-Alyssa jolted, and her gaze met Jasper's dark gaze. Her heart thumped heavily against her chest.

Right now, Jasper's classy suit was stretched tightly against his muscles. Even if he didn't take off his clothes, she could visualize it.

"Jasper." Justin coughed, his face pale. Unexpectedly, he was the one who spoke up and tried to explain on Alyssa's behalf, as if they were hiding something from him.

"Nothing happened just now. I just met Ms. Alyssa at the entrance of the hospital. I wasn't feeling well so… I asked her to push me upstairs."

"Justin, did I even ask?"

Jasper smiled lightly, although it turned into a slight grimace. Nevertheless, he still tried. "You're my brother, and Lyse is your sister-in-law. We're a family. She's helping you as a sister would."

As he spoke, he strode to stand beside Alyssa. His gaze was gentle as he took over the wheelchair handles. "Let me do it."

"Sorry for the inconvenience, Jasper." Justin smiled as well while his gaze darkened.

Jasper bent down and whispered in Justin's ear, holding back his rippling emotions. "You are my brother; it's just my duty."

Outside the patient's room, Javier anxiously discussed Lauren's condition with the main physician.

"Dad!" Justin called out worriedly. He was wheelchair-bound, but he desperately wished that he could walk for himself.

"Justin! Your body still needs rest, so why are you here?" Seeing Justin's sickly face, Javier worried for him.

"I'm worried about Lauren, so I came to check on her condition. Coincidentally, I met Jasper and Ms.

Alyssa downstairs, so we came up together."

Justin asked grimly, "Dad, how is Lauren?"

Alyssa was also pale with anxiety; Jasper gripped her cold hands tightly.

"Landon is inside, keeping her company. It's a good thing that Landon is here, or else."

Javier sighed and lowered his head, feeling a weight in his heart. "But we can't go on like this. Lauren was already depressed in the first place, and now she's experienced such a traumatic event. I'm worried that her mental state will crumble!"

Jasper's heart twinged in pain. After thinking for a while, he said hesitantly, "If we really have no choice, we can only use modified electroconvulsive therapy."

Javier and Rory looked at each other and repeated, "Modified electroconvulsive therapy?"

"It's a treatment method using a safe amount of electricity to treat mental disorders. When I was in the Peacekeeping Forces, a lot of soldiers suffered from the horrors of watching death happen on the battlefield, and they got PTSD. After they left the military, the trauma prevented them from living a normal life, so they could only use this treatment."

Alyssa felt as if her heart was stabbed. She couldn't help but gaze at Jasper's strong profile, feeling complicated.

Javier asked, "Then, are there any side effects?"

Jasper said truthfully, "In the beginning, the patient will be prone to dizziness and nausea. Later, they may lose some memories. In the future, there will be difficulties in recalling things to some extent."

"No, I don't suggest this treatment." Justin shook his head. "Is the only treatment option to forget your memories? Must we kill off our past selves?"

Alyssa stared at him in shock. She never thought that he would be so empathetic.

The atmosphere became awkward. The two brothers glared at each other with invisible gunfire clashing between them.

"Back then, I also received this kind of treatment. Again and again, nobody will understand how itoels. is las if your soll is getting sucked out.

That's just using another form of pain to distract yourself from the suffering."

Justin's expression darkened. "Then again, this method only treats they again, this method only treats they symptoms, not the rodt cause. That woman, Angelina, she's an important person to Lauren.

"Even if Lauren forgets her temporarily, in the future, when something reminds.herof that m woman) heP memories will come flooding back. If that happens, then what? Do we electrocute her again.

and force her to forget?"

His heartfelt words made Javier tear up. "Son… I had no idea you suffered so much."

Jasper pressed his lips together, feeling as if a needle pierced through his throat.

That year, the kidnapping gave Justin a lot of trauma. He had no choice but to choose this method to get through those dark days.

"Dad, it's all in the past. It's alright."

Justin's lips pursed, and he sighed. "I said all this only because I don't want Lauren to go through this suffering."

Alyssa asked seriously, "Justin, do you have any other suggestions?"

Justin raised his head to meet her eyes. His eyes were gentle and earnest.

"Drugs."

Jasper noticed his gaze.

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1959-Instantly, Justin could taste the stench of blood in the back of his throat. His organs felt like they were immersed in a vat of medicinal concoction. He felt so bitter that he couldn't say a word.

"As per my knowledge, there is no drug that can heal mental disorders. At most, it can only be controlled. If the patient takes too much medicine, they would become lethargic and lose the will to do anything."

Alyssa shook her head in disbelief. "If drugs were useful, Lauren would have healed from her depression."

"Ms. Alyssa is right, but that only applies to this country." Justin explained patiently and gently, "In the past two years, Mosgravia has been researching a

drug to control the symptoms of mental disorders. Although it's still a supplementary drug, its effects are much better than our local drugs.

"Afterward, let Mr. Landon spend more time to accompany Lauren. Let her feel completely supported with love and care. I believe that Lauren's condition will improve vastly, which would work better than electroconvulsive therapy.

"To sum it up, patients with mental disorders need to feel loved. The more, the better."

Javier nodded. "Justin, this makes a lot of sense!"

Despite Alyssa being very rational, her gaze was chilly.

"Justin, forgive me for being blunt, but I'm doubtful about using drugs, especially drugs from foreign countries. After all, it will be consumed by the patient, and if there are any issues, it might bring irreversible harm to their body.

"Previously, my father suffered from cerebral infarction. If he continued with the approved treatment, he would have recovered. But to let himself heal faster, he consumed drugs given by someone who wanted to harm him. Then, there were serious side effects that even made him lose control of his urination.

"I do not wish for the same awful fate to befall Lauren. Lauren is like a sister to me. I cannot take this risk."

"Ms. Alyssa, I understand your worries."

Justin pursed his lips lightly. The gentleness in his gaze did not lessen. "Hence, I will take the drug with Lauren. Whatever her dosage is, I will take the same.

Would that be acceptable?"

The other four were stunned!

"Justin, you, what are you doing?"

Javier felt extremely worried, and he immediately rejected this idea. "Are you out of your mind? You aren't even suffering from the same disorder. How can you simply take the same drugs? No, that's out of the question!"

Alyssa was confused. She never thought that Justin would be so foolhardy as to test the drugs himself! Moreover, his only reason was to ease her worries!

"All these years, the types of drugs I've taken must number up to a thousand or at least a few hundred. What does it matter if I take one more drug?"

Justin had no trace of displeasure on his face; instead, he looked relaxed about it. "I completely understand where Ms. Alyssa is coming from. After all, your father went through such suffering before, so your worries are valid.

"Alright, it's settled. In three days, I will get Sheryl to send over the drugs. As the eldest brother, I wish for nothing other than Lauren's recovery."

After their conversation, Justin opted not to intrude further on the couple's moment. With Sheryl's arrival, they swiftly departed from the hospital, leaving the couple to their privacy.

On the way back to Seaview Manor, Justin calmly recounted to Sheryl what happened at the hospital.

Sheryl was shocked, and she nearly shrieked, "Mr. Justin! How can you do this?

How could you harm your body like that?"

"You're so noisy." Justin's defined eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Truly, it wasn't fair to compare one person with another.

In his mind, he recalled Alyssa's breathtaking, beautiful eyes and her elegant and mature charm. She exuded a unique, mesmerizing allure that made men submit to her willingly.

In comparison, Sheryl, whom he painstakingly molded, looked increasingly like a clay doll that a child clumsily kneaded.

Sheryl shrank back and lowered her gaze in submission. "I… I was just worried about your health. Ing drug you mentioned hasn't passed the fiñal clinical trial in our research center. Although it is effective, we cannot predict what side effects it may have. If you take this drug, I'm afraid."

"If I didn't suggest to do so, they would never accept my offer. But if I did, then they are doubly indebted to me."

"But still. it's too risky."

"There is always a price to pay for success. Did I not tell you this from the beginning?"

Justin smiled mysteriously and looked out the window. "This time, we'll be the lab rats. Well get through this Safely if my sister and I are lucky.

If not, then 1, her brother, will accompany her. Is that not so?"

Sheryl bit her bottom lip, still feeling nervous about it.

"Ms. Alyssa is different from our past opponents."

Justin closed his eyes, his smile still as mysterious as ever. "She is smart, tough, braye, and cautious. Every plot has its risks. Hence, to conquer her, the best weapon is sincerity."

Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1960-The moon slowly rose in the inky night sky.

When they were back at the manor, Jasper went to his study to do some work.

Alyssa bathed alone and did some simple skincare. Without even blow-drying her hair, she stood on the balcony and let the breeze accompany her as she was lost in her thoughts.

In her mind, Justin's words kept replaying, and she sifted through his words carefully as if she were using a fine-tooth comb.

Justin was too much of a mystery.

In her opinion, she felt that she was adept at reading others. When Jameson was love-bombing her, no matter how attractive his personality or features were,

she still saw through everything and tore his mask to shreds.

But from Justin, she couldn't sense a hint of animosity. Instead, he was gentle and charming, like a light spring breeze.

What truly caught her off guard was his willingness to try out the new drugs for Lauren's sake. Even if his intentions were not entirely noble, this gamble was a bit too risky.

Alyssa's brows were deeply furrowed as a million thoughts ran through her mind. "Justin, who are you?"

Suddenly, a passionate and tender embrace enveloped her from behind, his arms tightly circling her waist.

"My love, why didn't you blow dry your hair when I'm not around?"

Jasper suddenly appeared behind her. His sharp chin lay on her shoulder as his warm breath spread over her neck, reddening her skin. "What would I do if you caught a cold? If you're not feeling well, I would feel so sad."

"When did you come over? You scared me." Alyssa whispered. His teasing made her feel ticklish, and she squirmed in his arms like a kitten.

"A penny for your thoughts? You looked so preoccupied." Jasper kissed her earlobe.

"I was thinking of your brother." Alyssa was still absorbed in her thoughts, and carelessly, she blurted that out.

Jasper's heart plummeted from cloud nine to a thorny ravine. His gaze darkened, and his kissing turned to biting as if he was punishing her.

"Ah, it hurts… Ouch!"

Alyssa was roughly flipped around, and her chin was cupped in a strong grip.

Her eyes were forced to meet his deep, inky ones. Her heart skipped a beat.

His gaze alone made her knees go weak, and she started shivering.

"Lyse, who did you say you were thinking of?" Jasper's chest heaved, and his hoarse voice made her shudder.

"Y-You know I didn't mean it that way… Ah!"

His fiery kiss attacked her lips, and his tongue wrested control over her.

Alyssa's tongue was completely subdued by Jasper, aching and numb. Tears squeezed out of the corner of her eyes as her back was propped against the balcony railing, unable to move at all.

She realized that Jasper was a little unhinged today, and she couldn't help but feel unnerved.

However, before she could delve deeper into her thoughts, his ravaging kiss addled her mind, making her head feel heavy. Her only piece of clothing, the rose-pink silk robe, slid down her smooth shoulders. It stopped at their waists, which were almost melded together.

Under the silvery moonlight, her pale, flawless body was like a tender flower bud blossoming in his passionate embrace.

Jasper's final thread of sanity snapped.

His calloused hands kneaded her left side while he took the right side into his mouth.

"No. I. I just bathed." Alyssa couldn't help but arch her neck as ecstasy and pain swirled inside her.

"Then bathe again, I'll help you."

Jasper held her waist. His white button-up was still neat and unwrinkled, but his pants already dropped to the floor.

Without another word, he eagerly merged his body with hers, bucking wildly and without restraint.

Alyssa's eyes were teary as her arms hooked around his neck. Her body convulsed again and again.

The cold night breeze skimmed across her exposed back, starklyn contrasting the diery heat of their lovemaking. It was exhilarating and torturing at the same time.

"Jas. Jasper. I'm cold."

Alyssa's body was damp with sweat, but her lips were quivering. Shem looked into his umbridled gaze with pleading eyes. "Let's go to the bed.

To the bed, alright?"

He felt like he was going mad

"Are you still thinking about him? Are you going to think morg abouthim?

Hmm?"'Nasper'S eyes glowered at her, not even answering her.