Can’t Win Me Back

Axel pressed on, "Do you have family? Do you know how to fly a plane?" Remy furrowed his brows, his fists tightening with each passing second as Axel's questions gnawed at his patience.

This was a life- or-death situation, yet Axel still had time for all these pointless questions.

He really was quite a sick man! Remy had initially intended to restrain Axel, but his frustration grew to the point where he felt he had to take out his anger physically.

Thus, he escalated his attack with more ferocity, landing heavy blows with his fists and feet.

Axel decided to test Remy, realizing there was no point in prolonging the confrontation.

Even if someone lost their memory in an accident, their ingrained habits and instincts might remain intact.

Suddenly, Axel's eyes darted to Remy's feet.

"There's a snake! Watch out!" Remy's face drained of color, and he stumbled backward in shock.

His icy demeanor shattered as fear overtook him.

"Damien...

You are Damien.

are!" Axel's eyes

was particularly fond of apples, often enjoying them while reading

a small snake dropped from an apple tree and

hissing and flicking tongue terrified

so great that he didn't dare to read under the apple trees for a long

been especially afraid of snakes, even shivering

only the

as an experienced and ruthless assassin, how could he be afraid

and he fought to

you end up losing your memory? Why don't you remember me?" Realizing there was no snake and that Axel had

to strike Axel, an urgent command came

a step forward, but Remy abruptly retreated, throwing a black object to the

filled the air, and thick white smoke

It was tear gas.

gas made Axel cough uncontrollably, his

it through the smoke,

wound, Jasper