Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453 

Alyssa was in so much pain that she could only roll her eyes internally. 

How childish and lacking in creativity were these media people? 

Why, when it came to a man and a woman being together, did their first assumption always jump to them 

being in a relationship? 

What about just being friends? 

“I’m one of Ms. Alyssa’s many admirers, Jameson said gently, his eyes locked onto Alyssa as if she were 

the sole reason for his existence. “And I’m currently courting her.” 

Alyssa’s eyes widened in shock as the reporters erupted into gasps and exclamations. 

Attending this event turned out to be an absolute win for them tonight, as they were bombarded with 

breaking news one after another. It was enough to guarantee them a three-month commission! 

Suddenly, someone barged in from the side, yanking Alyssa away from Jameson and swiftly removing her 

from the scene. 

“Let me go, Jasper!” Alyssa yelped, too weak to struggle. “You-bastard! Thug!” 

But Jasper ignored her protests. He was entirely focused on taking her away. 

The crowd looked at one another in surprise and apprehension. They couldn’t help but wonder if he was 

another one of Alyssa’s admirers. 

A storm was gathering on the horizon. 

When they reached a quiet hallway, Alyssa mustered all her energy to push Jasper away. She succeeded, 

but Jasper ended up pulling her into his arms again. 

An arm hooked around her waist. He was worried that she might escape. 

It had been so long since he’d desired a woman like this. 

Irrespective of his current state of mind, he couldn’t deny the rampant longing coursing through his veins, enflaming his entire being. 

“What the fuck are you doing now?” Alyssa cried weakly. Tears clung to her lashes with how much pain 

she was in. 

“What… What do I have to do for you to finally go easy on me, Alyssa?” Jasper growled, his body strung 

tight as a bowstring. 

Alyssa snorted, too unbothered to further entertain this man and his hysterical delusions. “Let me go- now. Or don’t blame me for doing something you’d regret. I’m going to give you three seconds…”