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.

came across Justin's

you being jealous?" Sheryl bit her

"Ts it that you're not jealous, or that you don't dare to be?" Sheryl lowered her head, feeling

am I jealous nor do I dare to be." "Sheryl, you're not lacking compared to anyone

there's one flaw, it's that you

or composed enough." Justin looked askance at her with a slight smirk

you to remember—never be tempted or moved, and never look back." Clenching

I wouldn't have had a second

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

the way." Justin's smile was cold, his

After that, he had Sheryl summon Remy,

"Well done.

mission perfectly," Justin said with a warm smile, acknowledging Remy's

cold

deeply and

help but steal a glance at

electric wheelchair out of the

face, his voice steady as he

the three pills you provided," Remy replied,

right in front of Jameson." "What?" Sheryl's eyes

look on Justin's face, however, remained calm

what he was

a relaxed smile spread across his

"I guessed as much.

in love with

this moment, Remy asked out of the blue,

taken aback

had never heard him express concern or ask questions—he had become an emotionless "cleaner "rarely speaking at

were anyone else, I could

But with my brother...

fixed his eyes

He smiled brightly.

has