Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Alyssa, meanwhile, was singing a heart–rending aria to Jonah dressed in a sky–blue dress, her voice resounding in the wind. Her hair was pulled up into a casual bun and secured by a jeweled pin. She was the very image of an alluring beauty.

Jonah broke into applause once the song was over, his eyes brimming with indulgence. “Not bad. You were taught well. You would’ve been someone’s duchess or something back in the day.”

“Do I look like I want to be someone’s duchess? I want to be a queen who shines with confidence. Men aren’t loyal anyway.” She shattered the illusion of being a perfect lady in a split second as she cracked her knuckles.

“So what? We wouldn’t have ourselves three stepmothers otherwise.” Jonah smiled bitterly.

Alyssa adjusted her skirts and sat beside him. The mere mention of her father’s three other wives brought a complicated expression to her face.

“Lyse, it’s been three years. They miss you. They care about you enough to ask me about you in private.”

“What are you trying to say, Jonah?”

“I know you left home to go abroad to work with Doctors Without Borders because you were angry with Dad, Lyse.” Jonah gently wrapped an arm around her shoulder as his brows furrowed in melancholy. “That’s just the kind of man our father is. We don’t get to choose. No one is without their flaws. You loved Jasper Beckett for years. Haven’t you also come to notice his flaws after being married for three years?”

Alyssa blinked as she gripped the bracelet around her thin wrist.

“The difference here is that you can choose to leave Jasper, but the kinship with our father can never be severed. Try to accept him as he is. He loves you. His other wives are also kind people who have kept our home in order all these years. None of them harbor any untoward desires. I can personally vouch for them.”

What Jonah didn’t know was that she had already accepted them as early as two years ago because of a certain event.

Xavier dressed Jasper’s wound and left the room.

Jasper felt a headache coming on at the thought of Liana’s tantrum. He remembered her being a gentle and kind soul–an angel in human form. She never seemed like someone who would lose all sense of propriety. “People change, I guess,” he thought with a sigh. Liana was still his childhood sweetheart no matter what. It was she who accompanied him through his darkest moments. She was his anchor, and he was going to marry her.

He went through some documents while still enduring the pain when his gaze fell on the suit placed on the couch. Curious, he went to pick it up and take a closer look.

Jonah, but he had much broader shoulders and a thicker frame compared

on

clear that it fit him like

Mrs. Rosie with a cup of warm milk for him. “Oh? You’re wearing the clothes Madam Alice prepared for you. She’ll be so happy to know this!” Her joy was on full display. No one in the Beckett family

Jasper.

did you say?”

to pick it up from the atelier a month ago and got me to keep it a secret from you. She said

frozen in

Mrs. Rosie, but she’s not here anymore. You don’t have to keep

honest with you than me.” She approached and watched the handsome man in the mirror. “Madam Alice mentioned how the process of making clothing is a long one. Every thread and stitch is her handiwork. The

closet. She didn’t want you to find

his

can check the

take off the suit and toss it onto the couch as though it were on fire. “We’re not

did you and Madam Alice get a divorce, Mr. Jasper?

dearly…”

He scoffed. “If that were the case, would she have thrown herself into another man’s arms the moment she left my

Mrs.

true what they say. You never truly

no hesitation as he ruthlessly chewed Alice out for her vices. It was clear he had blown his top. “Why pretend

Did she take

a misunderstanding, Mr. Jasper. I can see just how much she loves you.” Mrs. Rosie shook her head in regret as she went to

“Enough, Mrs. Rosie.”

regret letting Madam Alice go

dot. This was usually when she prepared breakfast for the Beckett family. Now, she no longer had

her way. The life of

behind the estate. It was a beautiful morning, with birds singing and flowers in full bloom by the shore. Her graceful and powerful figure swept across the lake, leaving behind ripples on the surface

water.

she had breakfast and showered before coming

that emphasized her porcelain features and captivating eyes. A long, black shawl sat on her shoulders, matching the red lace dress she wore that hugged her curves and showed off

you’re drooling.” Alyssa snapped

embarrassment. “Y–You’re beautiful, Ms.

chief secretary, you know. Can you not act like an