Can’t Win Me Back

Acold glint flickered in Jameson's eyes, masking the savage fury unleashed by the pain and desperation as his wound was torn open.

"Lyse...

1 know you despise me, but you can't slander me like this..." "I slandered you? Jameson, you've really gone off the deep end.

You dared to do such a thing but don't have the guts to admit to it? wt Alyssa stared straight at his pale and gloomy face.

There wasn't any fear within her, only a heart-wrenching resentment.

"Mrs. Schmidt looked like she was having an episode because of what I said, but I already felt something was off when she was seizing and foaming at the mouth.

"In the past, you've said that your mother's heart was weak.

But when I checked on her eyes and pulse at the time, she wasn't presenting with symptoms of a heart attack, let alone a seizure.

"Subsequently, red spots started to form on her skin.

Pairing all that with the way you're reacting right now, I have reason to believe that you injected Mrs.

Schmidt with some poisonous substance beforehand.

was poisoned to death!" Jameson's hand on her waist started to

veins on his hands popped, and a menacing gleam presented itself in his

"Jameson...

it been enough that you've hurt and killed so many? You even used and murdered your own mother? How could you do that..." "Lyse, do you know that your smarts are both your strength and weakness?" Jameson smiled despite having

that? Others may not understand me, but you do, don't you?" Jameson grabbed Alyssa by

was all because

voice, ragged and raw,

he was

voice—not once in all the years they'd

rage, melded into a

long, it festered, rotted, devoured him like

breeding ground for sin, and when he finally

a monster—his

lost all control, and it was

"My mother...

hadn't done it, she didn't have

She would've suffered horribly.

pain." His burning gaze softened, and Jameson leaned close to Alyssa's ear, brushing his trembling

helicopter so willingly if I hadn't? It would've been harder to bring you

had one