Alyssa's eyes brimmed with tears as she stared in disbelief at her empty hands. Jasper had always been the one to hold her hand first during tender moments—whenever they kissed, embraced, or laced their fingers together, he would murmur in her ear, promising never to let go, no matter what. Yet now, with a chilling detachment, he was pulling away.The pain hit Alyssa as if her very soul was being torn apart.When Xavier saw this, he gaped in shock, and his face ran pale. No one knew better than him how much Jasper had loved Alyssa and how deeply connected they were before his coma. But now, despite not losing his memory, the Jasper who had awakened was unrecognizable. He treated Newton and Javier like before, except Alyssa, the woman he deeply loved, who was being treated with such coldness and detachment. "Grandpa, Dad." Jasper turned his indifferent gaze away from Alyssa's heartbroken face. In a deep voice, he said, "I'm tired. I'd like to get some sleep. Could you all plea
Magbasa pa
Mag-log in
