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.

hand on her waist started

a menacing gleam presented itself in his

"Jameson...

mother? How could you do that..." "Lyse, do you know that your smarts are both your strength and weakness?" Jameson smiled

do, don't you?" Jameson grabbed Alyssa by the chin, squeezing her

was all because of

voice, ragged and raw, erupted from him, a

outsiders, he was

he had never raised his voice—not once in all the years they'd

love and hate, despair and rage, melded

for too long, it festered, rotted, devoured him

when he finally wanted to turn back, it was

a monster—his

lost all control, and it was

"My mother...

if I hadn't done it, she didn't have long

She would've suffered horribly.

pain." His burning gaze softened, and Jameson

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

one