Jasper''s eyes widened slightly as a jolt ran through his entire being. He wrapped a warm hand around


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    Alyssa''s nape and deepened their kiss uncontrobly.


    The stall owner turned around to clear some dishes. She didn''t want to intrude on such an intimate


    moment.


    Meanwhile, Jameson bore witness to this tender kiss between Alyssa and Jasper. His heart and body


    felt like they were being ripped to shreds. Pain and anguish filled his chest.


    Carl sullenly sighed upon seeing the same thing Jameson saw.


    One could attain anything through effort and calction, except for love.


    Jameson had given Alyssa his all and tried his best, yet Alyssa still returned to Jasper without a shred


    of care.


    What a waste of effort!


    Alyssa gently withdrew her lips from Jasper''s, a spark of desire in her eyes. Her voice was somewhat


    strained. "You''ve... suffered a lot, Jasper. It''s a good thing that the past is behind us now. From now on,


    only good times await us."


    "Every single day spent with you by my side makes me feel like the luckiest man in the world." Jasper


    hugged Alyssa tightly, hope for their future apparent in his eyes.


    Jasper wasn''t good at romance or sweet-talking. But he was willing to learn it for Lyse.


    Alyssa rested against his chest. She sniffled as she listened to Jasper''s heartbeat.


    "Are you crying, Lyse?" Jasper asked, surprised.


    "It''s all your fault," Alyssa grumbled, nuzzling into his chest.


    Jasper''s heart trembled. "What is it? Are you feeling sad for me?"


    Alyssa was too shy to respond, though the tears in her eyes sufficed as an answer.


    "What are you crying for, silly? I never fear trouble. In fact, I enjoy it—what doesn''t kill me makes me


    stronger."


    Jasper wasn''t sure what emotion he was feeling. He felt guilty yet overjoyed at the same time for


    Alyssa''s love. "Do you know how grateful I am that I didn''t die when I was a child nor when I was in the


    military in Luminara, Lyse? How else would I have had the chance to love you?"


    The cool night wind blew against Alyssa and Jasper as a cozy atmosphere settled around them.


    Neither noticed the car waiting across the road from them nor the person inside who had been


    watching them for some time.


    "It''ste, Mr. Schmidt. Why don''t we go back?" asked Carl tentatively.


    Jameson felt empty inside. He leaned back in the car seat, closed his eyes, and took off his sses.


    What followed was a loud snap.


    "Mr. Schmidt?" Carl looked over in shock.


    Jameson had shattered his sses, his hand still balled into a fist. The ss shards had pierced into


    his skin, making blood flow out and drip down.


    Carl was shocked to his core.


    Jameson had had this pair of sses ever since Carl started working for him. Yet, Jameson broke


    them without a second thought. One could see how deeply pained he was!


    "You said Winston Taylor didn''t know Lyse''s whereabouts, right? Hmm... He''s about to get it."


    With that, Jameson slowly opened his eyes and called Winston''s number.


    The next day, Josh walked out of the Investigative Bureau, drained. He had undergone what felt like


    ages of interrogation prior.