Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2500

"Thank God. This is wonderful news!" Alyssa exclaimed, clasping her hands together. Overcome with emotion, tears glistened in her eyes.

"Where's Mandy? I saw her just this afternoon. Where did she go?" Colene asked, confusion clouding her gaze.

Alyssa immediately followed up, "When did Mandy disappear?"

"I'm not sure. It's probably been two or three hours."

In a daze, Alyssa recalled Mandy's strange behavior over the past few days. If she wasn't on the phone with someone, she always looked unsettled, distracted. Suspicion quietly took root in Alyssa's heart.

At first, she had assumed Mandy was simply overwhelmed with worry over Winston. But now that she thought about it carefully, something felt deeply wrong.

Winston meant everything to Mandy. Unless something extraordinarily important had come up, Mandy would never have left his side. So what could have compelled her to leave the hospital without a word, without informing anyone?

A sense of unease crept into Alyssa's chest, spreading slowly like cold mist.

Just as she pulled out her phone to contact Mandy, Abel hurried over with two senior physicians, his face lit up with excitement. "Mr. Winston is awake. He's awake!"

The news exploded through the corridor like a spark catching fire. The Taylors embraced one another, overwhelmed with emotion. Lyla and Tatiana clung tightly to each other, tears already streaming down their faces.

"Dad!"

Winston's children flooded into the hospital ward. The sterile scent of antiseptic was suddenly replaced with warmth and joy.

Alyssa was the first to reach the bedside. She clutched Winston's wrinkled hand, the one connected to a tube, and broke down in tears, her sobs soaking the pristine white sheets.

"Dad… you're finally awake! Do you know how worried we've been about you?"

"Dad, can you see us? Dad?"

Winston blinked weakly, confusion clouding his eyes. "Who are you referring to, my dear? Who are you calling 'Dad'? Were you calling me… 'Dad'?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the room fell deathly silent. Not a single sound could be heard.

"Dad, look carefully. This is Lyse, your favorite daughter—Alyssa!" Jonah said, watching Winston's expression closely. His throat had gone completely dry.

"What's going on, Winston?" Silas blurted out in shock. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as his voice rose uncontrollably. "This isn't funny! I don't care if you don't recognize anyone else, but how can you not recognize Lyse? Is your brain actually fried?"

"Don't panic!" Alyssa said quickly, her voice hoarse with anxiety. "Dad has just woken up. He might not have fully processed everything yet. Please stop pressuring him."

She tightened her grip on Winston's hand, forcing her usual bright smile onto her pale, stiff face. She did her best to appear lively and energetic—the version of herself Winston knew best.

"Dad, it's me, Lyse. I'm Alyssa—the one who always causes you trouble and makes you worry every day. You used to get so mad that you wanted to spank me. Does that… remind you of anything?"