Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Lily had just boarded the plane and was already feeling weak, so Jameson helped her to the bed.

As he emerged from the inner cabin, he saw a fierce Alyssa. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her beautiful face was tainted with fury.

"M-Mr. Schmidt..." Carl stood behind Alyssa, looking extremely uneasy.

This was the woman that Jameson held dear to his heart. Even if she wanted to blow up the plane, he didn't dare to intervene.

The fierce look in Jameson's eyes softened at once. He smiled gently.

Just as he wanted to approach Alyssa, she moved first, striding toward him.

She grabbed him by the collar. Turning resentment into strength, she forcefully slammed him against the cabin door with a loud bang.

The gorgeous and expensive crystal glasses on the table fell to the ground, creating a mess beneath their feet.

"Mr. Schmidt! Ms. Alyssa! Please talk things out!" Carl was flustered, yet he dared not make a move. He could only shout from his place.

Smiling, Jameson stared at Alyssa's crimson gaze unwaveringly. He raised his hand to signal Carl not to come closer.

"It was you, wasn't it?"

Their eyes locked. Alyssa's eyes burned with anger, and her hands, clenching his stiff collar, were trembling. "You've escaped and succeeded again. You must be feeling extremely proud of yourself right now, aren't you?"

really don't know what

his composure as he gazed at her. His gaze was filled with an almost pathological, insatiable

opportunity to be so close to you and to see you up close. Lyse, you've lost weight. Did Jasper not take care of you? Is he

right do you have to say such things? It's an insult to Jasper whenever you mention his name." The veins on

love him, just like how I love you." "Don't talk to me about love. Your love is too filthy!" Alyssa interrupted with

loved ones. You ruthlessly eliminate anyone who displeases you and stands in your way.

intently and

He pondered her question.

lively in his mind, but he couldn't remember what kind of person he was in front

he didn't think he had done anything wrong. He felt that he was still the same person who

anything wrong. Everyone has their own way of showing

spine. "What will it take for you to stop your madness? What will it take for you

Jasper and be with me." Jameson's voice was hoarse. His gaze at her

anymore. It was more like a confession

word. She felt as if

Jameson chuckled softly, completely unfazed by her cold attitude. He was

paces to put distance between them. "Jameson, listen carefully. You've provoked me. You're now my archenemy. I'll never let you off

means

turned around and walked away with