Can’t Win Me Back

Tears welled up in Alyssa's eyes as she clung desperately to Remy's shirt, wrinkling it in her grip.

“I miss Dad and my brothers.

I miss Jasper...

Please let me go home...

Okay? Please..." Remy listened in silence, his steps firm and unyielding, offering no response.

"Return Lyse to me!" Jameson, unaware of how he looked, chased after them frantically and blocked Remy's path, his eyes bloodshot with desperation.

"You haven't married Ms. Alyssa yet.

Technically, she's not yours." Remy stared at Jameson's pale face, his gaze calm and unbothered.

"And if I handed her to you, do you think you could carry her?" Jameson trembled, his weak body betraying him as he withdrew his shaking hands.

Though Alyssa was physically and mentally drained, her mind was unusually clear after the recent shock.

Remy's words hinted at something deeper.

The sea breeze was growing stronger, howling through the

Alyssa securely in

while, noticing that she had stopped crying, he spoke coldly, "There's going to be a

yourself dead at sea tonight." The look in Remy's eyes dimmed, and

a beat, a mix of

she had no way of checking the weather forecast

going to be a hurricane, would you have let me go? "

don't mind sharing this with you." Alyssa blinked, her puffy eyes filled

feeling that the man

down, she might have already started seeing

even after being wounded and possibly losing his memory, the kind, cheerful, and upright character she once knew still existed somewhere

from being with Jameson." Remy's gaze was as deep as the sea

Sir's order."

would've stopped me anyway?" "Yes," he answered

it was being pulled deeper

gave Jameson everything

Sir will take

never makes losing deals." "Who is this 'Sir' you all speak of?" Alyssa's voice was rough