Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

After making the arrangements, Jasper and Alyssa traveled home to Solana City. During the journey, he pulled her into a hug, kissing her on the ear. "Lyse, thank you. How can I ever thank you enough?"

"Why so formal?" Alyssa wrapped her arm behind his neck while tapping the tip of his nose, sending his heart fluttering. "In return, how about you take Mrs. Rosie's place and cook for me for a month?"

"A month? You're underestimating me." He squinted at her with an affectionate look. "I can cook for you forever."

She shook her head. "Oh, never mind then. I appreciate the thought. Eating your cooking forever will only be torture."

She rendered Jasper speechless with that remark. Pouting, she added, "To be honest, I feel sorry for putting this burden on Cyrus, but it's the only way to pressure the Hodgsons into calling off the marriage.

"Only when the Hodgsons give up on Lauren will Landon have the luxury of time to focus on his family matters. He'll stand a chance to get back with Lauren once he sorts out his family issues."

"Lyse, I have other ways to deal with the Hodgsons," Jasper began.

She shook her head. "I know you're prepared, but you shouldn't get into trouble with the politicians in Solana City."

He said coldly, "I don't mind crossing anyone for Lauren and Landon's sake."

against you. If he thinks you're a liability to the Beckett Group, he

years. I'm sure she will make the Hodgsons give up on their social-climbing

her again when her

Alyssa, we have new updates on Betty Beckett," Sean reported urgently, "We got news that Betty went for a health checkup at the hospital, and she looked

low voice, her eyes shining with a chilling look, "Get someone to monitor her. After she leaves the hospital, get

"Got it, Ms. Alyssa!"

struggled with continuous low fever for a week at Mosgravia.

the hospital due to the expensive consultation fees in Mosgravia. Her allowance was a pittance that wasn't enough to sustain her lavish lifestyle, not to mention pay for medical

past when she had people tending to her for something as minor

night, as new symptoms such as

multiple checkups and tests, she wrapped herself in a dirty jacket

her sleep, a nurse woke her up and reminded her to get the test results

he glanced at Betty's test results. Finally, he said in a low voice, "Madam, I'm sorry to let you know that you have caught HIV.

Betty's face paled. She fixed a blank stare on the doctor's

Grunslandish. Still, she understood the doctor's diagnosis upon hearing the term "HIV". Her