Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2195

Alyssa's cell phone was long gone. There was no television or computer in the room either. She had no idea how many days had passed since arriving on this island.

Having been injected with a high dose of tranquilizer, although she was awake, she was almost paralyzed from the neck down. In this state, she was like a hopeless yet appealing live mannequin.

The silence in the luxurious and chilly room was suffocating. Even the wind and waves couldn't be heard. Clearly, this room was quite some distance away from the sea.

It was a gilded cage that Jameson had crafted for her.

Alyssa's limp body lay on the light yellow bedding. She was no longer wearing the outfit she had on when she came. Instead, she was forced to change into a thin, red-colored lace nightgown.

Like a delicate rose, she seemed to wither, inch by inch, losing all signs of life.

A female helper on the island had dressed her in that nightgown.

Despite Jameson's cruelty toward everyone else, he had never forced himself on Alyssa. He truly loved her to the core. At the same time, he truly couldn't bear to see her cry.

Alyssa looked out the window, lying completely still. The deep orange skies of dusk dimmed gradually as the sun set. The beautiful colors eventually disappeared entirely and were replaced by a heart-wrenching darkness.

swollen eyes glistened with unshed tears. She bit down

knock came at the door, followed by

time

a tray to the side of the bed. His voice was unusually gentle. "I made

though she was paralyzed, every

He stood over her.

smooth silk fabric highlighted Alyssa's graceful figure. Her dark hair was spread out

this sight made him feel all the

you got here. Your body won't be able to take it

down on the bedside table. He turned to his side and sat down next to her. With

voice revealed his level of restraint. "There's no use being mad at me. Why would you torment yourself

you should be eating your meals

were bloodshot. Her chapped lips curled into a smirk of disgust. "I'm no different from a dead person. I can't move at all. Is there a difference between

you're being

psychology on me so

on the table to get you. No matter what, I am not going to lose you. Never." Jameson's breathing was heavy. As his warm hand reached beneath her gown, he could feel her trembling in fear. He was stunned. As much as he yearned to have her, he clenched his teeth and retracted his hand. "In my eyes, everything that you do

looking at him, "I won't be going anywhere. Fuck off. I don't want

suddenly felt the