Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Taylors stood there, looking cold and stern.

Alyssa's sharp gaze met Jameson as he walked toward her, and she suddenly felt as if she had traveled back in time.

Who would have thought that her childhood friend would become her most terrifying enemy?

What started as calling him a "little bastard" as a joke in their childhood had turned into a chilling reality —he had become a heartless bastard.

Jameson's delicate features were solemn as he approached. As he approached Alyssa, he flashed a heartfelt smile. "Lyse, I'm really happy to see you again."

Jasper's eyes darkened, and his tensed hand immediately encircled Alyssa's waist, pulling her into his embrace. He became a formidable barrier for Alyssa.

Letting this viper in was his idea, but at this moment, he was finding it hard to contain his own emotions.

"But seeing you only makes me feel sick, like I want to throw up." Alyssa's words dripped with disgust as she looked at Jameson.

Jameson, seemingly oblivious, continued to gaze at her affectionately. "Lyse, no matter how you scold me or what you do to me, my feelings for you will not diminish."

"I... Ugh..." Silas leaned against the wall, feeling like he was about to throw up.

fucking stab this lunatic in the face and see

Alyssa frowned, feeling a

you came here as soon as you returned to the country. What are you up to?" Jasper clenched his jaw. His sharp eyebrows added seriousness to his handsome

his pale hand

tightly sealed medical steel

heard that Uncle Winston had a relapse this time, worse than

special medicine I got from a friend in Mosgravia for Uncle Winston. Many stroke

really hope it can help

finish his sentence, Alyssa's eyes turned bloodshot. She angrily slapped

right now... Get out!" She pointed to

lips trembled uncontrollably, as though her nerves, strained from the entire night, had snapped. "And don't ever pry about my family's affairs again. It

pupils shrank, and he stood there stiffly. He looked as if he had been grievously wronged. "I have never had any ill intentions toward Uncle Winston

me... you should think of Uncle

shoulders. His cold eyes were filled with hatred as if he wanted to pierce Jameson's chest with them. "Mr.

is Mr. Taylor's daughter. She knows better than you how to take care of her father. You don't need to teach

Mandy all nodded

and sneered at Jameson. "Besides, who knows if the medicine you

Dad will miss seeing the sun tomorrow along