Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

After washing up, Alyssa changed and went downstairs for lunch with Jasper. It had been a while since she enjoyed Mrs. Rosie's cooking, and she wolfed down the food as Mrs. Rosie watched on with a motherly look.

"Wow! It's delicious!" Alyssa licked her lips and burped after finishing the food. Then, she handed Mrs. Rosie the plate and said, "Mrs. Rosie, one more plate, please! Pile as much food as you can on it!"

"Roger that, Madam Alyssa!" Mrs. Rosie happily went to refill the plate for Alyssa. Like any parent, she felt glad to see Alyssa eating well.

"Lyse, take your time. You don't want to stuff yourself," Jasper reminded Alyssa dotingly.

He picked a napkin and wiped away the grease on her lips.

"Why aren't you eating? Are you on a diet?" She leaned toward him and enjoyed his service.

"I'm not too hungry."

I'm worried there wasn't enough food for us!" She reached out for the grilled fish like a gluttonous kitten. "If you're not eating, I'll eat them

He wanted Alyssa to be carefree in front of him. He couldn't care less for a gentle and obedient partner. All he wanted was

Alyssa slumped on the couch in satisfaction. Jasper was about

of my friends when I was home. They are

I got some tips from them. I'll send it to you later. Why don't you take a look and get Xavier

Jasper's expression

a three-finger salute. Her eyes filled with worry. "Mr. Beckett, I swear to God that I didn't tell them anything! I told them a kid of my relative was sick—never had I brought up Madam Alyssa's name! Besides,

"Mrs. Rosie, this is not the first time I have told you this. I don't care whether or not Alyssa bears a child for me. I'll

pass on. Even if Javier Beckett takes away my president role

healthy. It's tough enough to raise a child. What's tougher is trying all imaginable ways to conceive—that's just