Those who didn't know Jameson well would never associate him with villainous words like "viper", "monster", or "devil".

Step by step, Alyssa walked to the side of his bed. Her gaze was calm as she examined him.

"I'm not feeling well, Lyse..." Jameson's eyes turned red from holding himself back. Finally, he couldn't help himself. He gulped and reached for her hand.

But she offered him no opportunity. A frown creased her face as she stepped back to avoid him.

"It's such a shame," she smirked mockingly, "that you're merely ill. Not dead." The air in the room grew thick with tension.

against the headboard, his eyes still filled with tender

Lyse. I wouldn't be able to see you again if I died." Alyssa

see you. All these years, you've been the reason I persevered. So, for your sake, I have to live a long life." Alyssa

truly care for me, you'll listen. Repent and turn yourself in immediately." Jameson's lips

all. It was all for yourself. You clawed your way out of the trenches to where you are now, fueled by your

head. He looked at her,

affection and adoration in his eyes mirrored how one

you arrested and face legal punishment. I wouldn't be able to avenge all the innocent lives you've so mercilessly taken!" Before she finished, a sudden coldness gripped

she struggled against him, but the so-called "patient"

Jameson's sleeve pulled back, revealing rows of tiny, bruised

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