Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper stumbled into the hotel's back garden and stopped by the pond. He panted hard, feeling as if he were drowning. Even so, he could not return to his usual composure.

As he shook all over, he bent down and grabbed a handful of snow. The bone-piercing cold spread through his body, but he still couldn't suppress the throbbing pain in his temples.

His eyes became bloodshot. He stuffed that handful of snow into his mouth and swallowed all of it.

He couldn't suppress it. He couldn't suppress it at all.

The pills. He needed those pills!

"Mr. Jasper? What are you doing here?" Sheryl's surprised voice came from behind Jasper.

He held his breath, his fingers tightening around the snow in his grasp, veins bulging as he clenched his fists. Slowly, he straightened his back and turned to face her.

"I came out for some fresh air," he answered in an extremely hoarse voice.

Sheryl narrowed her eyes and studied him. "Mr. Jasper, you look awful. Are you feeling unwell?"

A drop of

let me know promptly if you have run out

took another step closer. "The medication has to be taken on time according to the proper dosage. Otherwise, how

warning. "I'm much better now. I don't

sinister look flashed across Sheryl's eyes. Right after that, she put on a gentle smile and gently patted Jasper

together tightly and tumed

he locked eyes with Sheryl, she tilted her head up, her eyes gleaming with a playful light. She stood so close that the mist from her breath

eyes. Her heart wrenched. Frantically, she avoided them by hiding behind a faux rock. Yet, she couldn't help but peek at that romantic

of her white coat and handed it to Jasper. "Mr. Jasper, it's your birthday tomorrow. Here's a small gift for you. Happy birthday to you in

just something inexpensive. Why don't

way that you can return it to me. Just throw it away if you don't

that, she arrogantly stuffed

Jasper's eyes. He was surprised to see that Sheryl's

no matter how ridiculous she was in kicking up a fuss, he would