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.

Jameson's lips

very beginning, you weren't living for my

all

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

Jameson cocked his head.

looked at her, feeling

in his eyes mirrored how one might

I

to have you arrested and face

innocent lives you've so mercilessly taken!" Before she finished, a sudden coldness gripped her wrist;

her with

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

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

Alyssa's eyes widened.

fruit knife from beside his bed and pressed

can punish me,

Not even the law.

his eyes fixed

lips trembled slightly as he continued, "I know it's your dream

give you the

care where you stab me as long as it makes you happy and satisfied."

madman!" Alyssa felt

away ruthlessly and hurled the

glance, she

Jameson's eyes darkened.

the maniacal smile on his face revealed a

"Mr.

Schmidt!" Carl rushed in.

in a

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