Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

One agonizing hour later, Jasper served up a few fairly presentable dishes on the dining table.

He could manage simple dishes. Once the complexity of the dishes had increased, he realized he wasn't talented at cooking!

Moreover, these were dishes he had completed under Alyssa's supervision. If he had relied on himself, dinner would most likely be served at midnight.

By the time Jasper was done, his forehead was covered in sweat. His white shirt was also completely soaked in his sweat.

Alyssa noticed all these, and her heart ached for him. She picked up a piece of tissue to wipe his sweat for him.

She pouted, "Winston is so troublesome. He has so many cooks at home. There is also Lyla, who is such a capable cook. Why did he insist on staying when he could have all the scrumptious food at home? He's just making things difficult for others!"

"Lyse, you and Mr. Taylor haven't seen each other in a long time. Plus, you said it yourself that he can stay and try my cooking."

Jasper didn't see it as troublesome at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed the heartwarming moment of cooking with the woman he loved.

Alyssa felt terrible that her sarcastic invitation ended up tormenting Jasper. Her face flushed red with anger. "I was saying that out of spite! Wasn't he able to tell?"

"It's alright, Lyse."

Jasper wrapped his arm around her slender waist, comforting her softly, "I've been thinking of doing something for Mr. Taylor anyway. Even if it is a simple meal."

"You're thinking of getting in his good books?"

until the tips of their noses almost

forget about that thought. Winston is very unreasonable. You can bombard

no need for you to do that. It doesn't matter whether he's willing or not. As long

throat loudly, interrupting the pair's

her eyes. Winston

things difficult for Jasper. I thought that I had to wait

as he took

Jasper didn't respond.

the one who said that you'd stay. No one forced

sarcastically, "Jasper has never cooked for anyone personally. So far, I was the only one. You've

Winston was speechless.

couldn't hold himself

like father, like daughter. Their manner of speech and tone of voice were the same. It

He picked up

wasn't his own. He couldn't even feel his own heartbeat anymore. He held his breath as he watched and

him to prove himself. His emotions surged. It

you, or do you own a salt farm? These vegetables

comments as he devoured

him. But he hadn't expected it