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

Alyssa securely in his

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

found yourself dead at sea

heart skipped a beat, a mix of surprise and fear washing

had no way of checking the weather forecast for

a hurricane, would you have let me go? "

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

shake the feeling that the man before

down, she might have already started seeing him that

that, even after being wounded and possibly losing his memory, the kind, cheerful, and upright character she

in coming here was to 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

like it was being pulled deeper and deeper,

gave Jameson everything he

no longer useful, Sir will take it all back." Remy's

"Who is this 'Sir' you all speak of?" Alyssa's voice