Can’t Win Me Back

With a soft click, Remy opened a hidden compartment in the necklace.

In it was a black-colored pill.

He took it out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Alyssa's voice in his head gradually faded away.

For over a year, he hadn't needed any medication to ease his headaches.

He thought he'd never have to take it again.

Meanwhile, Jameson clutched a medical report in his study room.

His handsome face was ashen, his sharp eyes bloodshot.

"Mr. Schmidt, your current health isn't looking good," his private physician hesitated, standing by his side.

"The medical facilities on this island are limited.

They might not be enough if your condition suddenly worsens.

suggest you go to a proper hospital soon,

Jameson's pale, chapped lips uttered, ''Can

long to live, do 1?" Jameson forced a

formed an invisible net around him, trapping him

"Don't be so pessimistic.

were to be subject to vigorous treatment—" "Just tell me—how much

closed his eyes and

were taking before

masked

even damaged your organs,"

was a slow poison, highly

you notice it, it's already too late." Jameson lowered his gaze, crumpling the

is ending like this?" He slowly lifted

had nurtured so carefully for Alyssa reflected

I gained came at a steep

past ten years were bought with my life." When Justin helped him, he saw

in truth, he had sold

"T've never feared death.

filled his mind, and he broke down, tears streaming as his heart shattered once