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

holding Alyssa securely in his

to be a hurricane at midnight." Alyssa opened her bleary eyes, looking

you had left earlier by the chopper, you would've found yourself dead at sea tonight."

mix of surprise and fear

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

wasn't going to be a hurricane, would you have let

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

couldn't shake the feeling that the man before her

might have already started seeing him

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

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

Sir's

would've

feeling like it was being

gave Jameson everything he

will take it all back." Remy's

'Sir' you all speak of?" Alyssa's voice