Jasper recalled the many times during their marriage that he was irritated at Alyssa.


    He felt she took too long in the shower. He found her skincare routine fussy. When she prepared a


    table full of food for him, he thought she wasted her time in the kitchen.


    As these mundane memories of their marriage shed before his eyes, they stung his heart.


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    The bathroom door creaked open. Alyssa appeared, her hair wrapped up in a white towel. She


    emerged from the condensation bare-faced, looking as lovely as ever.


    Jasper was captivated by her youthful and radiant face. He gulped and remarked, “You look even


    better without makeup


    “That’s enough. You’ve said the same thing before. Don’t repeat yourself.” Alyssa shot back, holding


    the towel on her head as she sat on the couch with a gloomy expression.


    She added, “Don’t force yourself to givepliments if you’re not good at it. “You look better without


    makeup? Obviously! I look gorgeous all the time!”


    “Yes, you’re absolutely gorgeous,” he agreed, staring at her nkly. “I’ve always thought you were


    beautiful.


    “Of course you do,” she dismissed him.


    “I’ve found you beautiful since the day we got married,” he confessed sincerely.


    “Do you even believe what you’re saying?” She smirked in disdain. “You wouldn’t have ignored me if


    you


    truly thought I was beautiful.”


    Jasper fell silent when he realized that anything he said would get him into trouble.


    He made a decision to gradually win her heart back.


    After all, she was like a coconut that was tough outside but soft within, wasn’t she?


    Things would eventually get better, and they would reconcile one day.


    She said, “I’m sleepy. You should sleep too.” She stretched like a cat and was about toy on the


    couch


    when she heard a knock on the door


    Xavier inquired from the outside, “Mr. Beckett, Madam, are you both heading to bed now?”


    Alyssa frowned. Jasper beat her to the response, saying. “No,e on in.”


    She had never looked down on him, but she was scarred. Even though he was sincere, she couldn’t


    bring herself to get closer.


    She had once loved him like a moth to a me, but he had shattered her hopes, making it difficult to


    rekindle her passion for him.


    “Lyse, I’ll freshen up a bit. Just wait for me,” he said, worried that she might avoid his room due to his


    smell. He tried to leave the bad.


    She freed herself from his grip and replied, “Quit it. You shouldn’t be in contact with water. Keep


    stinking. I’ll wash up.”


    Jasper felt weak but was reluctant to show his vulnerability due to his male ego. He believed he should


    be protecting his woman.


    Besides, he considered a minor head injury insignificant. Having been shot on the battlefield before, he


    was perplexed by his frailty and felt ashamed to disy it in front of Alyssa.


    He leaned against the headboard and listened to the sound of the running water in the bathroom. It had


    been a while since he had experienced such simple peace and happiness.


    Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes as he grasped the bedsheet.