Can’t Win Me Back

Those who didn't know Jameson well would never associate him with villainous words like "viper", "monster", or "devil".

Step by step, Alyssa walked to the side of his bed.

Her gaze was calm as she examined him.

"I'm not feeling well, Lyse..." Jameson's eyes turned red from holding himself back.

Finally, he couldn't help himself.

He gulped and reached for her hand.

But she offered him no opportunity.

A frown creased her face as she stepped back to avoid him.

"It's such a shame," she smirked mockingly, "that you're merely ill.

Not dead." The air in the room grew thick with tension.

After a moment, Jameson leaned back against the headboard, his eyes still filled with tender affection.

"T won't kick the bucket so easily, Lyse.

I wouldn't be able to see you again if I died." Alyssa scoffed, clenching her fists.

"I've toiled through so much to come back from Kontina to see you.

All these years, you've been the reason I persevered.

So, for your sake, I have to live a long life." Alyssa continued to stare at him coldly, like a judge sentencing a criminal.

"If you truly care for me, you'll listen.

immediately." Jameson's lips stretched into a

weren't living for

was all for

way out of the trenches to where you are now, fueled by your ever-growing and insatiable greed." Alyssa's words were as

Jameson cocked his head.

at her, feeling

affection and adoration in his eyes mirrored how one might admire a beautiful flower or a

Jameson, sometimes, I fear something

able to have you arrested and

all the innocent lives you've so mercilessly taken!" Before she finished, a sudden

grabbed her with his chilly

frantic, she struggled against him, but the so-called " patient"

struggle, Jameson's sleeve pulled back, revealing rows of tiny, bruised

Alyssa's eyes widened.

distracted, Jameson retrieved a fruit knife from beside his bed and

one can punish

Not even the law.

who can." Jameson smiled, his eyes fixed on her with a passionate

"I know it's

you

as long as it makes you happy and

madman!" Alyssa felt suffocated by his

hand away ruthlessly and hurled the knife

a backward glance, she stormed

Jameson's eyes darkened.

maniacal smile on his face revealed a

"Mr.

Schmidt!" Carl rushed in.

a concerned

You and Ms.