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.

turn yourself in immediately." Jameson's lips stretched

the very beginning, you weren't living for my sake

was all for

fueled by your ever-growing and insatiable greed."

Jameson cocked his head.

looked at

mirrored how one might admire a beautiful flower

told, Jameson, sometimes, I fear something

then, I wouldn't be able to have you arrested and

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

grabbed her with his chilly

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

sleeve pulled back, revealing

Alyssa's eyes widened.

retrieved a fruit knife from beside

one can punish

Not even the law.

the only one who can." Jameson smiled, his eyes fixed

know it's

you the

stab me as long as it makes you happy

Alyssa felt suffocated by

his hand away ruthlessly and hurled the knife

glance, she stormed

Jameson's eyes darkened.

maniacal smile on his face revealed a

"Mr.

Schmidt!" Carl rushed in.

asked in a concerned

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