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.

deteriorating to the point of collapse? The sea breeze was growing stronger, howling through the

continued walking, holding Alyssa securely in his

had stopped crying, he spoke coldly, "There's going to be a hurricane at midnight." Alyssa opened her bleary eyes,

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

beat, a mix of surprise and fear washing over

computer, she had no way of

have let me go? " she asked with a gentle

mind sharing this with you." Alyssa blinked, her puffy

feeling that

down, she might have already started seeing him

that, even after being wounded and possibly losing his memory, the kind,

stop you from being with Jameson." Remy's gaze was as deep as the sea as he looked down

Sir's

calm tonight, you would've stopped me anyway?" "Yes," he answered without

it was being pulled deeper and deeper, the

gave Jameson

that he's no longer useful, Sir will

makes losing deals." "Who is this 'Sir' you all speak of?" Alyssa's voice was rough as she asked