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.

couldn't hold

left hand, he held his right arm, which

had also lost control of

"Carl...

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

that it would only be a temporary relief, he still retrieved

needle into Jameson's arm, already marred by countless puncture

stopped, and color gradually returned to his

in helplessness

had fulfilled Jameson's wishes or ruined

take this

Skye Parris for testing.

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

Car] nodded in

"Got it, Mr.

Schmidt.

care of it now." Carl returned to the

He reported, "Mr.

are no problems

Ms.

Thompson is clean.

an accident and

that there aren't

You may be excused.

to rest." Jameson closed his

His Adam's apple bobbed.

back to the day when Alyssa

could still feel her warm and sweet scent lingering

his heart

were in Alyssa's tender embrace, with her