Can’t Win Me Back

A mysterious manor sat at the top of a mountain in Kontina.

The green scenery around it was enchanting.

In a dimly lit bedroom, a calm and soothing incense burned quietly in an antique burner.

White smoke drifted through the air, dispelling all traces of unease, restlessness, and noise from the room.

Alyssa lay still on the soft, spacious bed, a peaceful expression on her face as she slept.

She was still dressed in her pure and elegant wedding gown, looking so delicate and ethereal that she seemed untouchable—more enchanting than even Sleeping Beauty herself.

In the shadows, a tall man sat in a wheelchair, his back to the light, silently watching Alyssa.

"Sir, I've examined her thoroughly and confirmed that she has no external injuries," Sheryl reported.

Despite her limited surgical training, she had the skill to conduct basic examinations.

"Her blood test is also complete.

There are traces of tranquilizers and sedatives, but nothing harmful to her health." A hint of sarcasm crept into her voice as she smiled.

"] knew it— Jameson cares too much about her to resort to poison." "Caution is never a bad thing," Justin replied, his voice warm and melodic like the sound of bells.

His face held a charming yet thoughtful expression.

"It seems Ms.

Alyssa has endured a lot on Rose Island lately.

"The last time I saw her, she was vibrant and full of life, thanks to my younger brother's care.

Now, she appears much thinner.

But even that cannot take away her breathtaking beauty." "Sir, I've been with you for a long time, and it's rare to hear you speak so highly of anyone," Sheryl remarked, her eyes twitching as she fought to conceal her jealousy.

"You truly care about Ms.

Aslight smile came across

being jealous?"

"Ts it that you're not jealous, or that you don't dare to

jealous nor do I dare to be." "Sheryl, you're not

there's one flaw, it's that you lack

composed enough." Justin looked askance at her with

told you to remember—never be tempted or moved, and never look

had a second chance at

when I'm dead." "You don't need to

smile was cold, his

that, he had Sheryl summon Remy, who was waiting outside,

"Well done.

said with

as cold

deeply and respectfully at

help but steal a glance

his electric wheelchair out of the shadows, stopping

voice steady as he asked, "How was Jasper when you took

gave Jasper the three pills you provided," Remy replied, his

of Jameson." "What?" Sheryl's eyes widened

on Justin's face, however,

tell what he was

a moment, a relaxed smile spread

"I guessed as much.

in love

the blue, "Sir, what would happen to Jasper now that he's taken those pills?"

taken aback

her time knowing Remy after Justin had tamed him, she had never heard him express concern or ask questions—he had become

anyone else, I could

But with my brother...

his

He smiled brightly.

Jasper has