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 himself

hand, he held his

control of his facial

"Carl...

can't stand it anymore!" Carl was like an overindulging father who couldn't bear to see his child in any sort

knew that it would only be a temporary

injected the needle into Jameson's arm, already marred

tremors stopped, and

sighed in

Justin had

take this

Skye Parris for testing.

out about the background of that new nurse." Jameson eyed the syringe on the tray

nodded

"Got it, Mr.

Schmidt.

returned to the hospital room a moment later, looking much more

He reported, "Mr.

no problems with

Ms.

Thompson is clean.

previous nurse did have an

there

You may be excused.

rest." Jameson closed

His Adam's apple bobbed.

day

could still feel her warm and sweet

his heart race and gave

was why he couldn't quit—he felt as if he were in Alyssa's