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.

body deteriorating to the point of collapse? The sea breeze was growing

holding Alyssa securely in

noticing that she had stopped crying, he spoke coldly, "There's going to be a hurricane at midnight." Alyssa

would've found yourself dead at sea tonight." The look in Remy's

heart skipped a beat, a mix of surprise

computer, she had no way of checking the weather forecast for

let me go? " she

Alyssa blinked, her puffy

shake the feeling that the man before her was

have already started seeing him

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

purpose in coming here was to stop you from being with Jameson." Remy's gaze was as deep as

Sir's

would've stopped

feeling like it was being pulled deeper and deeper, the

gave Jameson

he's no longer useful, Sir will take it

losing deals." "Who is this 'Sir' you all