Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 1442

Lily had just boarded the plane and was already feeling weak, so Jameson helped her to the bed.

As he emerged from the inner cabin, he saw a fierce Alyssa. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her beautiful face was tainted with fury.

"M-Mr. Schmidt..." Carl stood behind Alyssa, looking extremely uneasy.

This was the woman that Jameson held dear to his heart. Even if she wanted to blow up the plane, he didn't dare to intervene.

The fierce look in Jameson's eyes softened at once. He smiled gently.

Just as he wanted to approach Alyssa, she moved first, striding toward him.

She grabbed him by the collar. Turning resentment into strength, she forcefully slammed him against the cabin door with a loud bang.

The gorgeous and expensive crystal glasses on the table fell to the ground, creating a mess beneath their feet.

"Mr. Schmidt! Ms. Alyssa! Please talk things out!" Carl was flustered, yet he dared not make a move.

He could only shout from his place.

Smiling, Jameson stared at Alyssa's crimson gaze unwaveringly. He raised his hand to signal Carl not to come closer.

"It was you, wasn't it?"

Their eyes locked. Alyssa's eyes burned with anger, and her hands, clenching his stiff collar, were trembling. "You've escaped and succeeded again. You must be feeling extremely proud of yourself rightnovelbin now, aren't you?"

don't know

her. His gaze was filled with an almost pathological, insatiable

very happy to have this opportunity to be

take care of you? Is

what right do you have to say such things? It's an insult

love him, just like how I love you." "Don't talk

eliminate anyone who displeases you and stands in your way. Jameson, what turned you into a cold-blooded, monstrous killer? You weren't

intently and

He pondered her question.

so lovely and lively in his mind, but he couldn't remember what kind of person he was in

think he had done anything wrong. He felt that he

think I've done anything wrong. Everyone has their own way of showing love. I'm just using

sent chills down her spine. "What will it take for you to stop your madness? What

was hoarse. His gaze at her was brimming

negotiation anymore. It was more like a confession

by word. She felt as if flames

softly, completely

put distance between them. "Jameson, listen carefully. You've