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

his shaking left hand, he held his

also lost control of his

"Carl...

stand it anymore!" Carl was like an overindulging father who couldn't

be a temporary relief, he still retrieved

injected the needle into Jameson's arm, already marred by countless

moment, the tremors stopped, and color gradually returned to

sighed in

unsure whether Justin had

this medicine to

Skye Parris for testing.

nurse."

nodded

"Got it, Mr.

Schmidt.

to the hospital room a moment later, looking much

He reported, "Mr.

no problems

Ms.

Thompson is clean.

nurse did have an accident and suffered a

that there aren't

You may be excused.

rest." Jameson closed

His Adam's apple bobbed.

thought back to the day

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 tender embrace, with