Alyssa's cell phone was long gone.

There was no television or computer in the room either.

She had no idea how many days had passed since arriving on this island.

Having been injected with a high dose of tranquilizer, although she was awake, she was almost paralyzed from the neck down.

In this state, she was like a hopeless yet appealing live mannequin.

The silence in the luxurious and chilly room was suffocating.

Even the wind and waves couldn't be heard.

Clearly, this room was quite some distance away from the sea.

It was a gilded cage that Jameson had crafted for her.

Alyssa's limp body lay on the light yellow bedding.

She was no longer wearing the outfit she had on when she came.

Instead, she was forced to change into a thin, red-colored lace nightgown.

Like a delicate rose, she seemed to wither, inch by inch, losing all signs of life.

A female helper on the island had dressed her in that nightgown.

Despite Jameson's cruelty toward everyone else, he had never forced himself on Alyssa.

He truly loved her to the core.

At the same time, he truly couldn't bear to see her cry.

Alyssa looked out the window, lying completely still.

The deep orange skies of dusk dimmed gradually as the sun set.

colors eventually disappeared entirely and were replaced by a heart-wrenching

swollen eyes glistened with

hard, willing them

a knock came at

to eat." Jameson entered, carrying a tray to

voice was

your

her pale

paralyzed, every nerve in her body was filled with hate and resistance

He stood over her.

fabric highlighted Alyssa's

was spread out on the pillow, contrasting her frail and

this sight made him feel all the

drank anything since you got

it if you go on like this." Jameson placed the tray

turned to his side and sat down

his chilly hands, he held

his trembling

voice revealed his level of

being mad

that? "Since you've never considered ending your life, and you're constantly thinking about escaping me, all the more you should be eating your meals

you think so?" "Hah..." Alyssa's

into a smirk

no different from

move at

you're being sneaky again." Jameson smiled,

"We grew up together.

knows you

psychology on me so

you'll find a chance to fight back

I really wouldn't

But you're too intelligent.

of a way to escape if I'm

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