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Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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Chapter 950

Mandy couldn’t stop worrying. She said, “Jonah, you must come with us. No matter what happens, we

have to do everything we can to protect Lyse. We can’t let her be harassed by anyone!”

“Of course. Thank you for letting me know, Mandy.”

After Jonah left the study, Mandy entered the room.

“What happened earlier, Julien? Did you and Jonah have an argument?

Julien bent down to pick up the books that had fallen onto the floor, one by one. He had his back

against Mandy.

“No, we didn’t. It was nothing,” he said in a dejected voice.

“Don’t lie to me. I could hear all the commotion from outside. I just wasn’t able to hear what you were

both talking about.”

Mandy looked at him angrily and criticized him. “Jonah is such a well- tempered person. I have never

seen him get mad throughout all these

years.

“You have just been here for a few days, yet you’ve irritated him like. that? I’m certain that you’re the

one at fault!”

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Julien became flustered by her words. “How is it my fault? Jonah’s the one who has done me wrong!”

he cried out.

“Julien! Stop talking nonsense! You were out roaming free for a few years, with no one to keep a rein

on you. You’re becoming more and more insane!”

“You’re the one who has to live with the Taylors in the long run. Of course, you have to build a good

relationship with them. But I can

TH

L’any une.

UFC Lu Juun up to mi wunun unguvu,

He realized the severity of his words right after he said them. Yet, it was too late for him to take his

words back.

Mandy’s expression became dark. She felt a wave of anguish wash over her.

All of a sudden, the air around them became silent.

Julien pressed his l*ps together in embarrassment.

He was about to speak up to ease up the tension when Mandy said softly, “I’m sorry, Julien. I know that

I’ve embarrassed you and the Lovelace family. I will forever be the black sheep in that family.”

“That’s not it, Aunt Mandy. That’s not what I meant. I…

“I know that I’m not worthy of being your aunt, let alone keeping voul in check. I’m overjoyed that you

were able to come back this tim

the future, take good care of yourself.”

With that, Mandy left with her head hung low and a heavy heart.

“Aunt Mandy!”

The feeling of guilt in Julien’s heart increased. He was about to go after her when something on the

bookshelf caught his eye.

To his surprise, the bookshelf that had been emptied because of the books that had fallen had a hidden

compartment.

If the books had been in their usual place on the shelf, no one would have spotted it.

Julien was taken aback. He reached in and gave it a tap. It sounded hollow!

He pursed his l*ps as a strong sense of curiosity came over him.

Jasper noticed that Alyssa hadn’t come out of the room since Landon and Xavier left. @

When it was time to eat, she was unwilling to come out to talk to him, no matter how much he knocked

on her door.

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She only said that she wasn’t feeling well and that she didn’t have any appetite.

Jasper was perplexed. He couldn’t figure out what had happened to her. She had been acting normal in

the morning, so why was she suddenly acting like this?

He stood at the door while he tried to recall if he had made any

mistakes.

He hadn’t. He hadn’t done anything at all.

Right when he was at his wit’s end, the doorbell rang.

At the same time, Alyssa opened the door to the room.

She walked out of the room wearing a peach nightgown. She bumped, hard into him by accident. Her

head hurt from bumping right into his strong muscles.

Alyssa massaged her forehead gently. “Ouch… Why are you standing at the door like a goalkeeper?

It’s such a relaxing afternoon. Don’t you want to take a nap?” she asked stiffly.

Jasper caught her with both hands. His palms were sweaty, and he looked into her deep eyes.

He explained, “I was worried about you, so I’ve just been waiting at the

door.”

Then, he lifted his hand to touch her forehead. He commented, ”

You’re not having a fever. That’s good. Are you feeling unwell in any other way?”