Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 953

"Mr. Jasper wears his watch all year round. It's not because he likes to do so. It is so that he can cover up the scar on his wrist."

Alyssa was his wife. Naturally, she knew about his scar.

However, she had thought it was a battle scar he received from the battlefield during his military days. She never expected there to be such a painful history hidden behind that long, terrifying scar.

"I'm sure you must have been curious about why Mr. Jasper insisted on staying by Liana's side back then, given that she was such a cunning, selfish, and materialistic woman.

"That was all because he places too much value on his relationships. He was also naive as he had never come in contact with any other woman other than her.

"Plus, she was also the one who discovered him in time and saved him when he slit his wrist that year. If not for her, Mr. Jasper probably wouldn't be here."

Rosie rubbed her swollen eyes and continued, "Not only that, when Mr. Jasper was young, he was labeled as an illegitimate child. His schoolmates ostracized him. No one was willing to get close to him except Liana.

"I was quite puzzled at the time. I wondered how such a young girl could have the patience and maturity that superseded her peers.

"It turned out that it was all by Sophia's instruction. She had orchestrated it all! And her motive was so that she could control Mr. Jasper through Liana!

"It was such a misfortune for Mr. Jasper. He was still so young when his mom died because of that bitch, Sophia. Even an unexpected player, the enemy's niece, contributed to his undoing!

"Why, of all souls, did hardship choose Mr. Jasper as its canvas?"

Rosie couldn't help but cry as she recounted.

Alyssa was in disbelief, and all her thoughts had vanished. It felt as though a lightning bolt had struck her, leaving every nerve in her body devoid of sensation.

The profound shock robbed her of words, rendering her speechless. Naturally, she hated Liana to the bone.

Suddenly, Alyssa comprehended the reason behind Jasper's unwavering determination to be with Liana.

Perhaps, back then, he was innocently under the impression that she loved him. Maybe even thinking that Liana was sincere toward him and that she was his lifesaver and guiding light.

No wonder he had no room in his heart for her then. In his position, she would have exhibited identical behavior.

"With that said, Mr. Jasper has truly repented. He has also completely moved on from that Gardner bitch."

The edges of Alyssa's eyes betrayed a reddish tint. Rosie met her gaze squarely and shared, "I encountered Xavier that day when he returned to Seaview Manor to gather some of Mr. Jasper's possessions.

"He told me you've found out what happened at the East Side Phoenix Lake villa. I was told that you got very mad at Mr. Jasper because of that. You thought he kept that villa because he still cared for Liana."

"Rosie, I …" Alyssa stuttered bitterly. The look in her eyes was hazy.

Alyssa held tightly onto Rosie's hand. She said in a hushed tone, "It's true that I was furious. I just didn't want to see anything related to Liana around him. But now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I am not angry anymore. I mean it."

"I understand! I truly get you! Mr. Jasper harbors no ill intentions, nor is he a deceitful man. He only has one shortcoming—he possesses poor emotional intelligence. Mr. Jasper is really dumb!

"I noticed your anger toward Mr. Jasper tonight. What did he do wrong? Tell me, and I will teach him a lesson.

"I'll spank him with my shoe to vent on your behalf. Then, I'll make him apologize to you in person!" Rosie exclaimed with a face full of righteous anger.

The way she spoke was as if she were Alyssa's family.

Tears brimmed in Alyssa's eyes as she enveloped Rosie in a tight embrace.

In that fleeting moment, she almost shared with Rosie the painful truth about her infertility. However, in the end, she held back, tears still present, choosing to keep the secret within.

"Mrs. Rosie, thank you for telling me all this. And thank you for loving me. I'm doing well, really …"

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It was well into the lonesome hours of the night.