Jasper flinched violently.


    They used to be husband and wife. Why had ite to this?


    The de didn’t need to pierce his heart for it to be riddled with pain.


    “Landon was thest person to see this de’s end. He learned his lesson, however.”


    Alyssa tilted her head, a sharp glint in her eyes.


    “I’m sure someone as intelligent as you wouldn’t need me to shove this between your ribs for you to


    know


    better, no?”


    “What does he have that I don’t?” Jasper asked hoarsely.


    Alyssa was caught by surprise. “What?”


    “What does Jameson have that I don’t?” Jasper asked again, slowly walking closer to her even as the


    pressure of the de’s tip began increasing.


    It was as if he didn’t care about his own life anymore.


    “Stay away, Jasper!” Alyssa cried, taking meek steps backward, though her de never left Jasper’s


    chest. “Do you really think I won’t hurt you?”


    “Why would you be with him? Is it … Is it all just to get revenge on me?” Jasper’s voice trembled,


    oblivious


    to the pain caused by the de’s tip on his skin.


    “Who else would I be with? You?” Alyssa scowled. “It’s not like we haven’t tried that. You were the one


    who ended it all.”


    Alyssa always knew just what to say.


    Jasper took sharp, painful breaths as he felt her words strike a chord deep within his chest, causing his


    entire being to go numb. Yet, he knew she was telling nothing but the truth..


    “Lyse!”


    Alyssa turned to look at the source of the sound. She found Jameson standing at the other end of the


    hallway, his eyes burning with emotion.


    “You’re still in pain, Lyse. Let me take you to the hospital, please?” Jameson asked gently, extending a


    hand toward her.


    He didn’t care for the silly game Jasper was ying. He was now employing a different tactic to show


    how much he cared for Alyssa and doted on her-to show her that he was the one who loved her the


    most.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    “Okay.”


    Alyssa tucked away her butterfly knife and strode over to Jameson, as if having made her choice


    between him and Jasper.


    Thetter stood where he was, frozen in ce as he watched Alyssa say, “Let’s go, then.”


    Jameson retracted his hand. “Let’s.”


    The two exited the hallway, walking side by side as though they were a couple, leaving Jasper alone in


    the


    shadows, looking utterly dejected.


    Slowly, he grasped the aching center of his chest, feeling a surge of heat behind his eyes.


    “I just want you to look at me, Alyssa.”


    Jameson rushed to the hospital with Alyssa in tow.


    She was in so much pain when they arrived that she couldn’t move. Herplexion was as pale as


    snow.


    Her suffering today was a result of her time as a volunteer doctor overseas, where their meals were


    always inconsistent in both schedule and portion.


    “I’ll get a wheelchair right away!” Carl cried.


    “No need.”


    Jameson lifted Alyssa into his arms and carried her into the hospital.


    “Shit! Ouch…” Alyssa panted weakly.


    “You told me not to simply do this thest time.”


    Jameson held her with such gentleness and protectiveness.


    He continued, “But I have no choice right now, so… don’t be mad at me, okay?”


    His secretary, Carl, was left speechless by his boss’ behavior.


    When had this cold, lethal man ever been so tender and warm to women?


    Carl was uncertain how Jameson’s pride would ever return if Alyssa didn’t marry him.


    Alyssa finally got her rest after midnight. She had an IV hooked up to her arm as she slept in a hospital


    bed.


    It was a rare sight, too, as she was never one to let her guard down around men she wasn’t close with.


    It was even rarer for her to permit Jameson to stay by her side for the time being.