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

coldly, "There's going to be a hurricane at

you would've found yourself dead at sea tonight." The look in Remy's eyes dimmed, and

a mix of surprise and fear

had no way of

going to be a hurricane, would you have let me go? " she asked with a gentle quiver in

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

shake the feeling that the man before her was

she might have already started seeing him

possibly losing his memory, the kind, cheerful, and upright character she once knew still existed somewhere within

purpose in coming here was to stop you from being with Jameson." Remy's gaze was as deep as the sea as he looked down at

Sir's order."

if the winds were calm tonight, you would've stopped me anyway?"

being pulled deeper and deeper, the

Jameson everything

that he's no longer useful, Sir will

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