Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317 

The night was illuminated only by the solitary presence of the moon. Jasper’s Maybach pulled up at the gates of Seaview Manor, and he stepped out alone. 

He instructed the chauffeur, “Send Xavier home. I’ll head in alone.” 

“But Mr. Jasper, we heard thunder on our way back. It will rain soon.” Xavier’s face was full of concern. The distance from the gate to the manor is quite far. I’ll send you in.” 

“I’m fine.” Jasper coldly adjusted the knot of his tie. “I feel a little stuffy. A short walk will do me good. You should head back.” 

“Alright, then,” Xavier reluctantly agreed but kept a watchful eye on Jasper until the Maybach disappeared from view.. 

With a heavy sigh, Jasper continued on his path toward the manor. Just a few steps later, the ominous sound of thunder echoed through the night. 

The rain was pouring relentlessly outside. By the time Jasper arrived at the manor, he was thoroughly drenched. 

The cold fall winds and rain had assailed him mercilessly, further adding to the bitterness in his heart. 

“Good heavens! Mr. Jasper, how did you get into this state? Where’s the chauffeur and Xavier?” Mrs. 

Rosie rushed up to greet him. 

His face was pale, and his eyes were hidden behind his drenched front bangs. His lips quivered as water 

dripped from his arms. 

He resembled a water deity that had emerged from the ocean. 

“Mrs. Rosie,” he stammered, his voice choked with tears, “Do we have any alcohol? I need a drink.” 

“Are you out of your mind? You can’t be thinking about drinking when you’re completely soaked! Go take a 

bath and change, now!” Mrs. Rosie felt sorry for him and wanted to make him hot soup, but he stopped 

her. 

“I just need a drink. Please, let me be.” 

“Mr. Jasper, what’s wrong?” Mrs. Rosie sensed that something was amiss. 

Unable to hold back his emotions any longer, he blurted out with tears welling in his eyes, “I ran into 

Alyssa tonight.” 

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“Oh, you met Madam!” Mrs. Rosie was glad to hear that, only to frown at his next remark. He added, “She was with another man.” 

“Who?” 

“She has a boyfriend,” he croaked. 

Mrs. Rosie’s eyes widened as she took a sharp breath. “That fast? Well, it’s not all that surprising when you think about it. 

“Madam is a lovely and kind lady. I’m sure she has plenty of admirers even after her divorce. She won’t ever have to worry about the prospect of remarriage!” 

The mention of remarriage fueled his anger. His heart thumped wildly. 

“So, did you drag yourself through the rain and beg for drinks all because she’s seeing someone else?” She stared him in the face. 

“I’m not sure…” He shook his head blankly. 

“If you’re feeling upset because someone who used to be yours now belongs to another man, my advice is to change that mindset and move forward. This is for your own good and in her best interest. 

“However, if you really want her back, I hope you’ll listen to your heart and go after her, even if it seems challenging because of the divorce.” 1 

She placed her warm hands on his drenched shoulders and stared at him fixedly. “Even if you don’t succeed, at least you know that you’ve tried. She is worth all the effort.” 

Listen to his heart? He shook his head, seemingly rejecting some unfamiliar notion that was swirling in 

his mind. 

Each time he did so, the pain within him seemed to intensify.