Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2418

Jasper lay restrained on the bed, his body writhing violently as waves of agony crashed over him. A towel clenched between his teeth muffled his cries, though it could not silence the torment. Every inch of his skin felt as if it were being devoured by thousands of invisible ants—a relentless, gnawing pain brought on by withdrawal.

He knew he could no longer rely on the medication.

Time and again, the temptation clawed at him, urging him to surrender and take the easy way out. Relief was just a pill away. But Jasper's willpower, though battered, refused to shatter.

Anne's words echoed in his mind, a guiding light in the darkness. She had always taught him to be a righteous man—one with a clear conscience.

Curling into himself, Jasper shut his bloodshot eyes. He couldn't disappoint Anne. He couldn't let down those who believed in him. He had to resist the dark side.

Outside the room, Xavier glanced at his wristwatch. Judging the timing to be right, he pushed the door open and locked it behind him.

When he turned around, he was shocked to see Jasper standing in the living area, pale and trembling. His damp fringe clung to his forehead.

His frailty was undeniable, yet his appearance had an unearthly beauty—a fallen angel, battered but unyielding.

"Mr. Beckett, how did you free yourself?" Xavier asked, his voice hoarse with concern.

"You didn't tie me down securely enough. Do it better next time."

Jasper slumped onto the couch, his body sagging as if every ounce of strength had been drained from him. He leaned his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing painfully with each shallow breath.

He had survived this round of withdrawal, but the torment was unending. How long could he endure?

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Who could it be at this hour?

Jasper blinked away the dizziness, his voice calm despite the chaos in his body. "Don't be afraid. I'm on my way. Tell me everything when we meet."

He ended the call and instructed Xavier to get the car.

"Mr. Beckett, you're too weak right now. You always need to rest for at least 24 hours after your withdrawal symptoms kick in. Are you sure you can do this?"

Xavier burned with worry when he saw how Jasper struggled to even stand on his two feet.

"My health doesn't matter." Jasper closed his eyes briefly, gathering what little strength he had left. When he opened them, his gaze was resolute. "I need to be with Alyssa now. I need to make up for what I owe her."

What he didn't say aloud weighed heavily on his heart—he would still protect her without hesitation, even if he owed her nothing.