Jameson tightly embraced Alyssa the moment she fainted. His eyes grew darker as he spiraled into


    madness.


    Meanwhile, Jasper found himself lightly dusted with snow. He waited faithfully by the entrance,


    prepared


    to spend the night there.


    Suddenly, the vi’s gates swung open. Jasper jolted with excitement, only to feel his heart sink as he


    witnessed a pale Jameson marching toward him.


    He shot Jameson a tense look and curled his fists. He asked, “Where’s Lyse?”


    Jameson adjusted his sses with a menacing grin, filled with the triumph of a victor.


    He replied, “She’ll be spending the night at my ce. She won’t be going home or watching the snow


    with


    you because she’s resting now.


    “If you have any decency left and if you care about your image, you should leave immediately. I need to


    return to her.”


    Jasper felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He retorted, “Jameson, are you happy now? You’re


    only with Alyssa because you yed dirty!”


    “Sure. So what?” A greedy look shed across Jameson’s eyes. His behavior now waspletely


    different from how it was when he was in front of Alyssa.


    He gloated, “I’m willing to y dirty for the woman I love. I’m not sorry for it.


    “It’s better than some other guys who want to im the moral high ground after breaking her heart-a


    scumbag who pretends to be deeply in love with her.”


    “Jameson Schmidt!” bellowed Jasper. The metallic taste in his throat grew thicker.


    “From what I heard, you never spent any of your holidays with Lyse throughout your marriage,


    right?


    “You were with Ms. Gardner on Valentine’s Day in the first year of your marriage, Christmas Day in the


    second year, and of course, on Ms. Gardner’s birthday,” taunted Jameson.


    He added, “You should spend this romantic night with Ms. Gardner. You’re only humiliating Alyssa by


    knocking on her door.”


    The color drained from Jasper’s face. He felt utterly crushed.


    “As your rival, I’m only looking into your background because I care about Lyse. I’ll protect her and


    never make the same mistake,” imed Jameson, a chilling glint in his eyes.


    “Get lost. You’re a despicable human being inside and out. You don’t deserve to be with her.”


    After Jameson walked away, silence descended upon the scene. Jasper remained frozen in the wintry


    weather. Suddenly, he bent forward, covering his mouth.


    His eyes widened as he felt a damp and warm sensation on his palm. Thick blood began to drip onto


    the floor, mixing with the snow and staining it red.


    is way


    When Jameson entered the vi, instead of checking on the unconscious Alyssa, he quietly made his


    to his study and reviewed the surveince footage on hisputer.


    He sat leisurely in the leather chair, ready to watch Jasper leave in defeat. To his surprise, he


    witnessed something even more satisfying.


    Jasper knelt on the snowy ground, breathing heavily and with his lips stained with blood.


    That was blood. Was he coughing up blood?


    “Hahaha! Jasper Beckett, what a surprise!” Jamesonughed. Staring at the footage, he quickly called


    Carl.


    “Mr. Schmidt, what can I do for you?”


    “Look into Jasper Beckett’s recent health condition. I need a detailed report on his illnesses, injuries,


    and


    hospital stays.”ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .