Can't Win Me Back

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Chatper 1300

Agitated by Jameson's words, Daisy rushed to Belbanks overnight in a drunken state.

Winston was at home that night. Neil was helping him take his medicine, and Mandy was checking his

blood pressure.

Winston's blood pressure had been skyrocketing due to the stress caused by Alyssa over the past few

days. However, as the chairman of KS Group and a magnate, he still couldn't find Alyssa.

After a few days, he had transitioned from initial anger to a simple concern for his daughter's safety. His

emotions gradually stabilized.

He kept inquiring about Alyssa's situation from Jonah and the others, but they kept their lips sealed.

Jonah and Axel knew that, no matter what Winston said, he was deeply concerned about Alyssa. His

overly intense reaction and actions were also driven by his concern.

So, as long as they kept him worried about her, his resentment and hatred toward Jasper could be

somewhat diverted.

"Winston, I don't mean to scare you, but you really need to take care of your health."

Frowning, Mandy put the blood pressure monitor aside. "You always talk about death, but I know younovelbin

well. You want to live a long life more than anyone else.

"You hope to see your children and grandchildren build their own happy families and enjoy multi-

generational bliss. But if you continue to neglect your health like this, I'm afraid you might not live to

see that day."

Winston pressed his lips into a thin line, looking like a boy scolded by adults.

Seeing this scene from the side, Neil couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Among the ladies at home, only Mandy's words could get through to Winston. Perhaps it was because

of her dominating presence.

"My health is getting worse day by day, all because of that brat Lyse! She'll be happy if she manages to

stress me to death. By then, she can be with that bastard Jasper every day, giving birth to—"

As Winston spoke in a fit of anger, his heart dropped, and his words came to an abrupt halt.

In the quiet study, a sorrowful atmosphere lingered.

"Winston, please don't say that in front of Lyse."

Mandy's expression turned even more serious. "You're used to giving orders and being domineering

outside, but please don't show this disrespectful attitude in front of your family. Otherwise, you might

become an old man who can't earn anyone's respect."

Winston pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Lyse is... already very sad." Mandy lowered her eyes and took a deep breath. "As her family, we

should support her no matter what, rather than expressing emotions recklessly without considering her

feelings. That's like stabbing a knife into her heart.

"Winston, I've been with you from the beginning. I know how strong and smart Lyse is. Although she

grew up with a silver spoon, she never asked anything from you, never stopped you, and never

demanded anything from you, right?"

Winston was pressing his lips so tightly that they were turning pale.

"She has never asked you for anything. Now, she just wants Jasper. Why can't you fulfill her wishes?"

When Mandy said these words, her heart ached.

"She has harmed herself for that bastard! If I continue seeing her harm herself, am I still her father?"

Though Winston was somewhat moved, his words remained unyielding.

"But Lyse hasn't experienced true happiness all these years."

Mandy's eyes reddened. "The only time I feel she's truly happy is when she's with Jasper."

"But Jasper—"

"Winston, do you remember what Jennifer told you before she passed away?"

At those words, Winston felt as though he were shocked by lightning. The tingling sensation traveled to

his head, causing his pupils to constrict.

Of course, he remembered.

Even if one day he became frail, with blurred vision, unclear speech, and his brain suffering from

decay, he would never forget the sights, sounds, and smiles she left behind.

As he reminisced about the moments spent with her in his final hours, his smile would retain the

brightness of a young man deeply in love.

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