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.

"I really want to fucking stab this lunatic in the face and see

feeling a chill run

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

pale hand

handed him a tightly sealed

I heard that Uncle Winston had a relapse this time,

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

it can

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

Get out!" She

uncontrollably, as though her nerves, strained from the entire night, had snapped. "And don't ever pry about my

stiffly. He looked as if he had been grievously wronged. "I have never had any ill intentions toward Uncle Winston

came to deliver the medicine. Even if you hate me... you should think

shoulders. His cold eyes were filled with hatred as if he wanted to pierce

better than you how to take care of her father. You don't need

and Mandy all nodded in

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

tomorrow