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 his hands popped, and a menacing gleam presented

"Jameson...

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 reddened eyes, making his

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

was all because

voice, ragged and raw, erupted from him,

outsiders, he was

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

rage, melded into a twisted

for too long, it festered, rotted, devoured him like

and when he finally wanted to turn back,

was a

all control, and it was too late for

"My mother...

if I hadn't done it, she

She would've suffered horribly.

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

into the helicopter so willingly if I

had one shot; I