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Chapter 1032
Alyssa rubbed her eyes hard and stared at Jasper’s hand. She
harbored a suspicion that Jasper’s movement was an illusion due to her fatigue.
Still, she called out tentatively in a trembling voice, “Jasper? Jasper? Can you hear me? Move your
fingers if you can. Jasper Beckett!”
“Lyse…” he uttered weakly.
His feeble voice was deafening in the silent room. Elated, Alyssa asked, “Jasper, are you awake? Can
you hear me? Jasper?”
His pale lips trembled a little as he called out her name again like a murmur in a dream. Even in his
dreams, Alyssa was the only thing in
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As tears rolled down her face, she responded, “I’m here!”
Right then, he slowly unfurled his fingers and interlocked them with hers. Once a symbol of courage
and strength, he had always offered her protection, but he now struggled with the simplest of
movements.
“What … did you … write… on my palm?” he questioned.
Her face flushed instantly.
He pressed on, eyes full of anticipation, “I don’t… want you… to write
1. I want… to hear it.”
Her heart thumped wildly as the crimson hue on her cheeks deepened. Even her neck betrayed a
blush. She looked just like at tantalizing fresh bloom.
Slowly, she bent over until her body pressed against his chest. She whispered, “I love you.”
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Looking at her through tears, Jasper felt touched by every word she uttered. After a long wait, he finally
heard her love confession once more. A display of sincerity wasn’t enough to win Alyssa’s love. He had
to put his life at stake.
Alyssa cleared her throat and dodged his passionate gaze. She
attempted to press the call button to summon the doctors and her brothers when she was pulled into
Jasper’s embrace, which elicited a
gasp.
Jasper, touched by her confession, hugged her tightly with his right. arm and said in a hoarse voice, “I
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“I used to love you passionately. It’s your fault for not appreciating it. Not my fault,” she grumbled as
she leaned against him and curled up like a kitten.
“Yeah, it’s my fault.” Caressing her waist, he recalled the times she had begged him to stay and
confessed her love while crying. Inhaling sharply from the piercing pain and choking on his tears, he
mumbled, I know you’ve never forgiven me, even if you confessed your love.”
Love and forgiveness were two different emotions to begin with. Loving him and sacrificing for him did
not mean she had forgiven his past deeds. He did not want to get ahead of himself, and he did not
harbor high hopes that she’d put behind her resentment.
Closing her eyes, she flashed a relieved smile. “It’s all in the past. Jasper, I have forgiven you.”
Before Jasper realized it, tears had streamed down his face.
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