Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Jameson had his back facing Alyssa, his face turning grim as he adjusted his glasses.

Jasper stood beside Alyssa, lightly pursing his lips. He wanted to stop her, but her words beat him to it. Moreover, intervening now would mean falling for Jameson's trap. He would then be his bitch, as Landon had disgustingly phrased it.

"Lyse, are you okay? Does your waist hurt?"

Winston wasn't bothered about Alyssa's sarcasm. He was more concerned about her injury. "You are so stubborn. You should have gone to the hospital the moment you fell from the horse. Jonah and Mr. Atkins could have taken care of Blaze. Why do you need to do it personally?

"You are just like your mother. Even ten horses wouldn't be able to pull you back when you are this stubborn. Jonah, get on the phone with Mr. Liverton now. Get Lyse to the hospital and gather a group of specialists to get her treated."

However, Jonah read the situation well and didn't comply. Jasper and Alyssa wanted time alone. It would be awkward if he forced his way between them.

"It's okay. I have Jasper to help."

Alyssa proudly laced her fingers with Jasper's, turning to gaze deeply into his eyes. Under that burning gaze, there was no room for anyone else. "Dad, let me remind you—a true man doesn't try to flaunt what he has done to gain favor.

and stood up for me, Blaze, and the Taylor family under great pressure? Who was the one who quietly did everything and

you can be more discerning and not be swayed by an outsider's sweet talk. Don't place yourself in a bad place

finished speaking, she walked past Winston and Jameson proudly with Jasper's hand in

chilling sense of abandonment grazed Jameson's shoulders. His heart was pricked painfully,

nod at Winston politely. It was hilarious how stiff

I've lost control over her

his daughter's retreating figure and reprimanded, "You are so sharp-tongued. The person you marry would be the unluckiest

Lyla couldn't help but laugh

become this unlucky, they would have to wait in

sat in Jasper's passenger seat and left. Hatred and dissatisfaction hit

Winston grimly. "Uncle Winston, it was my fault for acting too slow toward Lyse's accident. I didn't get to

might have devoured Lyse alive if you hadn't