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

lips uttered, ''Can vigorous treatment cure

disease is incurable, and I don't have long to live, do

fear of death formed an invisible

"Don't be so pessimistic.

subject to vigorous treatment—" "Just tell me—how much longer do I have?"

year." Jameson closed

taking before didn't

only masked your

even damaged your organs," the

you consumed was a slow poison,

pancreatic 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 could crush

life is ending like this?" He slowly lifted his

nurtured so carefully for Alyssa reflected a dim,

gained came at a steep

my life." When Justin helped

he had sold his soul to

"T've never feared death.

Thoughts of Alyssa filled his mind, and he