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.

you go to a proper hospital soon, within this

your condition." Jameson's pale, chapped lips uttered, ''Can vigorous treatment cure me?" The doctor

and I don't have long to live, do 1?" Jameson

formed

"Don't be so pessimistic.

treatment—" "Just tell me—how much longer do I have?" The

a year." Jameson closed his eyes

were taking before didn't heal

masked

damaged your organs," the

you consumed was a slow poison, highly

cancer—by the time you notice it, it's already too late." Jameson lowered his gaze, crumpling the report into a ball, squeezing it tightly as if he

like this?" He slowly

had nurtured so carefully

I gained came

I've enjoyed these past ten years were bought with my life." When Justin helped him, he saw

had sold his soul to

"T've never feared death.

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