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.

of collapse? The sea breeze was growing stronger,

holding Alyssa

spoke coldly, "There's going to be

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

beat, a mix of

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

hurricane, would you have let me go? " she

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

that the man before her

down, she might have already started

a sliver of hope that, even after being wounded and possibly losing his memory, the kind, cheerful, and upright character she once knew still existed somewhere within him, never fully

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

Sir's

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

was being pulled deeper and deeper, the pain almost

Jameson everything he

useful, Sir will take it all

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