Can’t Win Me Back

Carl opened the hospital room door with a gloomy expression.

A female nurse with an unfamiliar face stood at the door, holding a tray.

She smiled, "Good day.

It's time for Mr.

Schmidt to take his medications.

It wouldn't be good for his condition if he missed his dose." "You're not the usual nurse," Carl observed, his eyes narrowing.

"T was just transferred here yesterday.

My last name is Thompson.

You can just call me Ms.

Thompson.

The previous staff member met with an accident, and there isn't enough manpower." Briar Thompson reassured them confidently, "Please don't worry.

I've signed a non-disclosure agreement.

I won't reveal anything I'm not supposed to." "Come in," Carl said, still keeping a cold look on his face as he made way for her.

Briar walked in and placed the tray by the side of Jameson's bed.

As she was about to touch Jameson, he spoke frigidly, "You're not needed here anymore.

My secretary can help me with the injection.

You may leave." Briar was taken aback but obediently left the room.

hold

held his right arm,

control

"Carl...

was like an overindulging father who couldn't bear to see his child in

would only be a temporary relief, he

Jameson's arm, already

stopped, and color gradually

sighed in helplessness

Justin had fulfilled Jameson's wishes or ruined

this medicine to

Skye Parris for testing.

go and find out about the background of that new nurse." Jameson eyed the syringe on

nodded in

"Got it, Mr.

Schmidt.

of it now." Carl returned to the hospital room a

He reported, "Mr.

there are no problems

Ms.

Thompson is clean.

an accident

there

You may be excused.

to rest." Jameson

His Adam's apple bobbed.

to the day when

and sweet scent lingering

his heart race and

couldn't quit—he felt as if he were in Alyssa's tender embrace, with her watching