Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2421

Searching for Amber without direction would be pointless. Jasper made a swift decision to bring Alyssa back to the manor, shielding her from the relentless chill of the wind. Once inside, he immediately began organizing the search. He deployed his men and contacted Landon, requesting additional support.

The two of them sat together on the couch.

This time, there was no space between them. It was as though an invisible force drew them closer, their proximity feeling natural yet electric. Neither could say who had moved first.

Alyssa, however, was in no mood to dwell on their closeness. Wrapped in her down jacket, she curled up on the couch, her arms hugging herself tightly. A quiet frostiness emanated from her as she sat in silence, listening to Jasper's calm and methodical calls to mobilize his team.

In the past, his composed presence would have been enough to ease her mind. But now, her thoughts were a tangled mess, each one like a razor claw tearing at her heart.

The pain was unbearable, coursing through her body and leaving her trembling. She felt suffocated by the storm of emotions bottled up inside her.

"Madam, please take off your jacket," Rosie urged as she approached with a steaming cup of tea. "You'll catch a cold if you stay in it for too long. Drink this while it's hot-it'll help warm you up."

"I'm fine," Alyssa murmured, pushing the cup back gently. "Give it to Mr. Jasper instead."

"He's as tough as they come. He grew up rolling in the snow and swimming in icy lakes during his military days. You don't need to worry about him."

still on the phone with Landon, glanced

with silent sobs, all while she desperately tried to project an image of calm, her down jacket doing little to conceal the tremors that racked her

like a snow sculpture on the

ending his call with Landon, Jasper reassured tenderly, "Landon is

you, Mr. Jasper." Alyssa handed the untouched tea

"I'm fine."

caught sight of Alyssa's hands, their once-perfect skin now bearing

chest, the weight of it pressing harder with every passing second. The sorrow brewing within him clawed at his composure, demanding release, each ache making him painfully

hurt, but Alyssa spoke first. "Is

"Yeah." Jasper nodded.

Will she be

much, she has become more

for the zipper of Alyssa's jacket. "It's warm inside. Keeping the damp jacket on will only make

She didn't resist as he unzipped the jacket. Beneath it, she wore only a white silk nightgown. The delicate fabric

fell loosely, partially veiling her breasts, lending her an air

up. His throat

moment did Alyssa realize that all she had on under her jacket was her thin nightgown. Frantically,

and intimately connected. Yet now, the tension between them felt like that of strangers experiencing