Can't Win Me Back

The golden iris stood as a symbol of triumph.

"Ms. Alyssa, we're on track. We'll make it to the press conference on time!" Sean declared, stepping on the accelerator with a fiery look in his eyes.

"Safety first," Alyssa reminded him in a calm, steady voice.

Surprisingly, at this crucial juncture, she appeared composed. "Taty is due soon, and you're about to become a father. As a family man, you shouldn't be as reckless as before." The thought of his unborn son brought a blissful smile to Sean's face, softening his fiery resolve.

Alyssa closed her eyes, though her mind remained in overdrive.

The truth was, she was forcing herself to stay alert. Ever since Amber's disappearance, she hadn't had a single restful night.

The once carefree Alyssa, who could sleep through anything, was long gone. Her frayed nerves left her in a weakened state, but she held on.

She had survived when others hadn't, and that resilience fueled her belief that she could endure again. This time, she wouldn't let Justin win.

Her phone buzzed as they reached the tollbooth for Solana City's expressway. It was a number she didn't recognize.noveldrama

Ordinarily, she would ignore such calls, but today, something felt different. Her instincts screamed that this call mattered, and she couldn't let it go unanswered. She quickly swiped to answer the call, bringing the phone to her ear. "Hello? Who's this?"

Her breath hitched as the voice on the other end spoke. Her heart raced.

Thanks to Remy going easy on them, Jasper and Jonah arrived at Berenike Hotel's underground parking lot with Xavier and Sebastian.

Studying Xavier's pale face, Jasper knitted his brows together. "Are you alright, Xavier?"

"I-I'm okay!" Xavier forced a smile, though it was hard to tell if it was genuine or a grimace.

Pursing his lips together, Jasper tore off his necktie and skillfully wrapped it around Xavier's wound to staunch the bleeding.

Xavier's lips quivered, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. He was so touched that he could cry!

Sebastian gasped in surprise. "Mr. Beckett, where did you learn to do that? You are bandaging his wound like a professional!"

With his eyes lowered, Jasper

answered coldly, "On the battlefield. I

was once with the Peacekeeping

Forces. I learned this from the

medics while on a mission in Luminara."

Upon hearing that, Jonah's chest tightened. He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Alyssa had insisted he never reveal to Jasper that she had once saved his life. She didn't want Jasper's feelings to be clouded by gratitude or duty. She wanted him to love her simply for who she was, not as the White Dove.

The past was the past, so she just wanted to leave it all behind.

She was simply Alyssa-the Alyssa Taylor who loved Jasper Beckett. That was all.

But as Jasper finished tending to Xavier, Jonah felt a surge of hesitation. "Hey, Jasper."

Jasper turned to him, his eyes sharp yet curious. "Yes?"

"Actually-"

A sudden metallic clanking interrupted him. The sound echoed ominously through the empty parking lot.

Jasper and Jonah stepped out of the car, their eyes locking on a group of men emerging from the shadows with metal rods in hand.

The fighters struck their rods against the ground rhythmically, the sound reverberating like a battle cry.

"Fuck!

e not done?" Xavier

of anger. He, too, wanted

held him back forcefully. belongs to

Jasper and Jonah exchanged a determined glance. Their fists clenched.

They had come too far to back down now. No matter how violent the storm ahead, they would face it head-on.