Can't Win Me Back

"Lyse!"

Alyssa's father, Winston, rushed into the hospital ward. With him were his three wives, Jonah, and Silas.

At first, a pregnant Tatiana also made a fuss about coming over to visit Alyssa. However, everyone else forced her to stay home and had Sean look after her.

Everyone's jaws dropped when they witnessed Justin holding Alyssa in his arms. The room was dead silent.

"Dad..." Alyssa muttered. There was a quiver in her teary eyes.

She struggled slightly in Justin's arms but could not pull away from him. Her face flushed red in embarrassment as she couldn't budge, making them look even more like a shy couple. Justin curled his lips upward slightly. In a relaxed manner, he got to his feet from his wheelchair and lowered Alyssa back onto the bed. Then, he tucked her in caringly. Everyone shot astonished looks at one another.

Even though the Taylors were based in Belbanks, their status as one of the wealthiest families meant that they were familiar with the news about upper-class circles in Solana City.

Moreover, the kidnapping incident 20 years ago had caused a massive uproar. They were well aware that Justin suffered a severe physical injury because of it, resulting in him having to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. To their surprise, he actually stood up. Not only that, he looked no different from a normal person!

At this moment, Sheryl hurried back and saw Justin caring for Alyssa. Her eyes widened in shock as she tightened her grip on the test report, crumpling the paper in her hands.

Having spent years working for Justin, he consistently carried himself with nobility, stoicism, elegance, and calm. However, in reality, he remained distant, as though he were a divine figure beyond reach.

Nevertheless, an unattainable man like him was being especially gentle and caring toward Alyssa. Sheryl knew that she shouldn't feel envious.

Yet, envy was part of human nature. No matter how hard she tried to suppress it, she couldn't deny its existence.

"Greetings, Mr. Taylor. Good day, ladies."

Justin bent forward by the hips courteously and gentlemanly. "I'm Justin Beckett, Javier's eldest son. Nice to meet all of you."

Despite the conflicted expression on Winston's face, he responded with an understanding nod.

"Mr. Justin!" Sheryl grabbed hold of the moment and dashed to Justin's side. Because of how hasty she was, she slammed her shoulder into Silas'.

All the men in the Taylor family were well-trained, both physically and in combat.

Thus, Silas, too, had muscular shoulders. When Sheryl bumped into him, it hurt down to her bone. Instinctively, she glanced at him with a look of annoyance in her eyes Coincidentally, her eyes met with Silas' sharp gaze at the same time.

Perhaps his years of experience as a prosecutor gave him exceptional instincts and insights. His gut feeling was that this woman, who looked unfamiliar to him, actually felt really familiar.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

People could change their looks and voices, but one thing they could never change was the look in their eyes.

Silas knitted his brows together slightly and mentally noted his doubt.

"Please sit down, Mr. Justin."

Sheryl ran over to Justin and helped him back into his wheelchair. With a gaze full of concern, she urged, "Your body is weak. It'd still be better for you to be more careful."

Justin pressed his lips together slightly. "No worries."

"Oh, Lyse. My precious daughter!"

Winston approached Alyssa and held her hands, which were covered in scars. His heart broke for her, so much so that he trembled uncontrollably. He trembled so violently that Mandy had to hold onto him tightly.

"How are you feeling? Tell me if it still hurts anywhere."

"Lyse, how did you end up in a car accident out of nowhere? Do you know how anxious we were when we heard the news? Even your father, he " With tears in her eyes, Mandy almost let it slip. She only stopped when Winston glared at her.

That being said, Alyssa took clear notice of all these. Deep down, she felt even more regretful and terrible. She blamed herself even more.

"Dad... I'm sorry. Sorry for making you, Mandy, Lyla, Colene, and my brothers worry."

As she said that, she couldn't help but well up. Tears started streaming down her face.

These were also tears of misery.

The person who once stood by her side and went through thick and thin with her was no longer with her.

Moving forward, she would be facing challenges and fighting battles on her own.