Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2192

A cold glint flickered in Jameson's eyes, masking the savage fury unleashed by the pain and desperation as his wound was torn open.

*Lyse... I know you despise me, but you can't slander me like this..."

"I slandered you? Jameson, you've really gone off the deep end. You dared to do such a thing but don't have the guts to admit to it?"

Alyssa stared straight at his pale and gloomy face. There wasn't any fear within her, only a heart-wrenching resentment. "Mrs. Schmidt looked like she was having an episode because of what I said, but I already felt something was off when she was seizing and foaming at the mouth.

"In the past, you've said that your mother's heart was weak. But when I checked on her eyes and pulse at the time, she wasn't presenting with symptoms of a heart attack, let alone a seizure.

'Subsequently, red spots started to form on her skin. Pairing all that with the way you're reacting right now, I have reason to believe that you injected Mrs. Schmidt with some poisonous substance beforehand. She was poisoned to death!"

Jameson's hand on her waist started to tense up. The veins on his hands popped, and a menacing gleam presented itself in his eyes.

hasn't it been enough that you've hurt and killed so many? You even used and murdered your own mother? How could

weakness?" Jameson smiled despite having reddened eyes, making his face look even more twisted and despondent than if he were to

that? Others may not understand me,

that it seemed like he wanted to crush her bones. "It was all because of you... All because of you!" Jameson's voice, ragged and raw, erupted from him, a mutilated

evil. But to Alyssa, he had never raised his voice-not once in all the years they'd known each

maggots feasting on decayed flesh. He had become a breeding ground for sin, and when he finally wanted to turn back, it was already too late. He was

lost all control, and it

hadn't done it, she didn't have long to live. She would've suffered horribly. I just helped her avoid that

burning gaze softened, and Jameson leaned close to Alyssa's ear, brushing his trembling lips against her skin. "Would you have gotten into the helicopter so willingly if I hadn't?

mother help me. Although she's gone, I think... Even if she knew about my motives, she would definitely, without

Agony surged within.

on her face,

the world... made you like this? You weren't like this